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Over 6,000 pounds of food per year, on 1/10 acre located just 15 minutes from downtown Los Angeles. The Dervaes family grows over 400 species of plants, 4,300 pounds of vegetable food, 900 chicken and 1,000 duck eggs, 25 lbs of honey, plus seasonal fruits throughout the year. 

From 1/10th of an acre, four people manage to get over 90% of their daily food and the family reports earnings of $20,000 per year (AFTER they eat from what is produced). This is done without the use of the expensive & destructive synthetic chemicals associated with industrial mono-cropping, while simultaneously improving the fertility and overall condition of the land being used to grow this food on. Scaled up to an acre, that would equal $200,000 per year! 

If I can match their efficiency on the 6 acres I want to rent, I could produce more than 150 tons of food. It’s amazing how much food you can grow in a small area. 


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That is so beautiful!

Would you believe that on the other side of the trees are ‘projects’ (low-income housing)? This place is at the end of that development: secluded yet close to everything. The creek even runs behind it. Hopefully, folks can help me out or the Good Lord will make a way. If so, I’m teaming up with my parish and feeding the hungry from my farm.

Christ, as a light
illumine and guide me.
Christ, as a shield
overshadow me.
Christ under me;
Christ over me;
Christ beside me
on my left and my right.
This day be within and without me,
lowly and meek, yet all-powerful.
Be in the heart of each to whom I speak;
in the mouth of each who speaks unto me.
This day be within and without me,
lowly and meek, yet all-powerful.
Christ as a light;
Christ as a shield;
Christ beside me
on my left and my right.
A Celtic Morning Prayer (via doubting-thomas)


Episcopal Youth Event (EYE14) Closing Eucharist: Sermon by the Rt. Rev. Michael Curry (aka, one of the the best and most entertaining sermons ever)

"Listen to what Jesus says in the text: ‘Go and make disciples or followers of all kinds of folk,’ right? And, and I want you to notice that he says ‘all kinds of folk.’ He said all…ain’t no parentheses there. No asterisk narrowing it, right? No footnote limiting it. He said all means all! Yeah…all, all, all!  All of us! Old folk and young folk, rich folk and poor folk, Republicans and Democrats, PhD’s and no D’s, all folk, all of y’all, disciples of all.”

*standing ovation*

(and that’s only 5 minutes in. He gets four standing ovations by the end of the sermon)

(he also invokes St. Augustine, Jimi Hendrix and Jackie Robinson and Branch Rickey, as well as Muffin the Ugly Cat in this hilarious sermon about love, service, activism, and community)

Yes! Also, those vestments!


Anonymous asked:

Can you give an example of how Mark Driscoll's eschatology is oppressive?



But sure, I can give many.  But here’s one.

“Jesus is not a pansy or a pacifist; he’s patient. He has a long wick, but the anger of his wrath is burning. Once the wick is burned up, he is saddling up on a white horse and coming to slaughter his enemies and usher in his kingdom. Blood will flow. Some of those whose blood will flow as high as the bit in a horse’s mouth for 184 miles will be those who did not repent of their sin but did wrongly teach that Jesus was a pacifist. Jesus is no one to mess with.”

*cue shredding guitars, blast beats, and pig squeals*

Eww. Driscoll is my antithesis. Jesus was non-violent. His command, resist not evil, meant that we should suffer any injury that can be borne for the sake of peace. 

When it comes to eschatology, I am a (Trinitarian) Universalist. I believe all people will be reconciled with God, no one left behind. Universalism is becoming more and more important to me. It’s not just about the final fate of man, but also the assumption that God is wrathful and violent. When something bad happened, biblical authors interpret it to mean that God was mad. God may lovingly correct us at times, which like any other parent’s correction may be misunderstood, but God would not cause us to suffer. Not in this life, not in the next.

I’m also still mad about Driscoll saying that the Episcopal Church is going to elect a fluffy bunny rabbit next, in response to our election of a female primate.

I have no idea where my ministry is going. I don’t know if I’ll remain in my aging Episcopal parish that’s too afraid to make too many changes or try too many new things. I don’t know if I’ll feel called to serve elsewhere or to unite some local faith communities as one.

All I know is that I live in a suburb of one of America’s poorest cities, there are 400 churches in the county, and half the city still wonders where their next meal is coming from. If I must stay here, I must make a difference. But wherever I go, I’ll make a difference.

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