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Follow Friday: Gimme That Ol' Time Religion

In the spirit of....the Spirit, this week's Follow Friday is dedicated to religion.  In the Christian tradition, it is Holy Week. We just passed over Passover.  And for all those crunchy granola folks out there, today is Earth Day. My guess is there is some holiday upcoming or outgoing for just about every major religion on the planet going on.  Except for Jehovah's Witnesses. I think that's a pretty safe bet. 

So this week I will share some of my favorite resources for information, news, food for thought, and all other propaganda revolving around religion.

Sojourners: This magazine and website looks at how faith intermingles with politics and culture in our modern world.  Founded by activist and author Jim Wallis, I am often inspired and enlightened by the perspectives presented in their media-sphere. Follow them at @sojourners or @jimwallis


I recently discovered The Poached Egg through The Internets and have found it to be another enlightening source of theological musings. Like Sojourners, they examine the Christianity and theology through the lens of our modern culture via interviews and guest blog posts. Most of their material comes in the spirit of one of my favorite authors, CS Lewis.  Follow them at @ThePoachedEgg


Finally, a jew and a muslim walk into a podcast. No, it's not a joke. It's a weekly show.  Hey! That's My Hummus is hosted by Mike Scheinberg ("the jewish dude") and Faiqa Khan ("the muslim chick") and they tackle all kinds of topics like religious persecution, diversity, politics, and the origins of hummus. PS: It's NOT a cooking show. They're intelligent and funny and just off-beat enough to keep me interested. Check it out. On Twitter at @thatsmyhummus.

That will do it for today. For those of you celebrating Easter, I wish you a happy weekend full of pagan fertility rites, chocolate, frilly dresses, and The Hallelujah Chorus. For everyone else, I'll meet you at Target on Monday for the 50% off Easter candy sale. Gotta stock up on Peeps for the hubby.









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