Sitting at home....

I am skipping out of work today. I had very minor surgery on my toe this morning, and while the Doc said I could go back to work... who wants to do that? (Especially since I was in a stupid legislative hearing until 8:30pm last night...)

Tuesday was a good day. After work, Bethany (girlfriend) and I volunteered on Election Day for a woman running for Dane County Board. She is a really amazing woman and now is the fist black woman to represent her mostly black neighborhood (very cool).

I've organized and done political work in all kinds of neighborhoods, but working with folks of color in their neighborhoods always changes my perspective on faith. Now, I grew up Catholic (currently in remission) and even went to Catholic school. Some how, though, church always felt sterile and distant to me. Not really the ideas, but sense of hypocrisy and lack of community.

But if you have ever spent time living or working in black or latino communities, you know faith is very important and powerful in those communities. Folks just love God and one another. It's a celebration of faith and community--not the guilt ridden, John Kerry Catholicism I grew up with.

I'm not converting or anything, but it does seem to crystallize the relationship between faith and struggle.