the fifty-fifth formica friday

It's that time again, another Formica Friday, a treasure trove of hodgepodge, random tidbits, and a bit of this and that. In particular, it is the place where I can celebrate the best posts I read this past week and want to share with you.

[caption id="attachment_3344" align="aligncenter" width="399"]Screen Shot 2012-09-14 at 18.07.59 I'll be extremely candid with you: I love it here. I love the walk to my flat. I love the people I'm meeting. I love the French doors and the roses on the table and All Saints' and my classmates. But this? This was my absolute favourite moment of the whole week.[/caption]

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I know this has been a long time coming, but I'm finally getting settled. Next week, look for some updates: information about books, return of Letter to Hilary, and the like. I plan to digitally housekeep this coming Monday.
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Posts, websites, trinkets, and the Internet week in review revue. A quote, a link. Perhaps you'll click through. Very, very truncated this week, with my apologies, as I'm off-kilter in the travel whirlwind of the last two days:

  • "I had a less than awesome moment last week. I accused my neighbor of stealing my dog." -- Chris with accusers vs. lovers
  • "To know what we claim as true, you have to listen to us talk to the Truth. To know our doctrines, listen to our pleading, to our thanksgiving, to our intercession. All my beautiful arguments, the long maze of points and subpoints, of countering, and modifying go out the window if the heart of my belief is in how I pray." -- Hilary with pray with me (on being confirmed)
  • "I consider my stabs at authenticity, my attempts to over-identify with the down-and-out, my penchant for the melancholy. Maybe in our quest for authenticity, we’ve become mired in something else. Maybe we’re just playing a different version of the same age-old church game, the one we’ve accused our parents of playing." -- Seth with Brief Thoughts: On Community and Authenticity
  • "There was space for me there, and I felt air filling my lungs, arms wrapping around me, and a tremendous sense of rest came over my soul. The wick caught, I dropped the match." -- Sarah with In defense of the cafeteria

  • This campaign deserves your attention and support: No More Bare Boobs in the Paper!

And, as always, an old post from me:

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Tell me, what did you read this week that you enjoyed, or what was your best post?