Monday, June 18, 2018

The Individual-crushing Machine of Identity Politcs.

Allow my to introduce myself.  My name is Kelly. It is true that in the year of my birth, there were many births of people named Kelly.  But I didn't really have anything in common with those Kellys because I was this Kelly, the only one I know of  who was born at 11:50 a.m. on August 7, 1962, at St. Mary's hospital in Livonia, Michigan.

Things I think about when I wonder why Jesus is waiting so long to come back (which is a lot these days)