Shipwrecked & Comatose

If you know me, then you know I am not someone to rush the Christmas season.  You won't see me decorating as soon as Halloween is over.    I prefer to find other ways to celebrate and find joy  in my life.  However, it's late November now, so the time has come for me to start planning my Christmas celebrations. Well, it would be under normal circumstances, but these are not normal circumstances. In a normal holiday season, I would buy a tree in early December.  I like to buy one from a nursery where I can pretend I'm walking through a forest as I browse the selection (a holdover from childhood).  Prior to purchasing the tree I head to my storage locker to make sure the ornaments and lights are waiting for the tree when it comes home.  Kevin and I will spend a Saturday evening listening to Christmas music (but not the cheesy repetitive annoying songs you hear on soft rock radio for weeks on end and we don't listen to it at home other times) while we put up the lights and

One of the most common defenses I hear of Donald Trump from his evangelical supporters, and even some of his more casual Christian supporters (those who are not terribly religious in their daily lives, but staunchly defend Christianity and "moral values" even if they rarely set foot in a church) is that he will put a Supreme Court justice on the bench who will support a Christian agenda.  This includes striking down gay rights and overturning Roe v. Wade.  With the death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg, the Religious Right began to salivate.  Now that Amy Coney Barrett has replaced her, she is ready to do battle against the movement that allowed her to rise to her current position in the first place.  There was once a time in this country that abortion wasn't on the minds of Protestant evangelicals.  It wasn't part of their political agenda at all.  The pet issue of the Evangelical south was to maintain some forms of segregation, particularly in their private, Christian school