Showing posts with label Misc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Misc. Show all posts

Friday, September 19, 2008

6 Quirks--Tagged Again

Thanks, Mrs for tagging us here at My Life With Dogs--again. For those of you who may have missed the previous tag, we were requested to list 6 quirky thing about ourselves. Coming up with 6 more was not as hard as I thought it woudl be and who knows, maybe it will inspire another food related list for me as it did before!

It took some mulling over, but here are my confessions:

1. I will re-load the dishwasher if someone (Swanny) has not loaded it in what I consider to be the most efficient or orderly manner--I only do it because I think I can fit more dirty dishes in it...I think this irks my husband.

2. I am absolutely incapable of putting my clothes away or depositing them in the correct laundry recpticle for more than about 3 days in a row. I'll do a mass pick up, clean up, stow away effort and dedicate myself to the effort of sustaining the proper order of things, only to fall miserably short a few days later as laundry accumulates on the floor and clean stacks pile up on my dresser....sigh.

3. I am a late person. You know who those people are: they tell you they'll meet you at 10 and don't show their face until 10:07. Hi, my name is Jen, and that person is me. I'm late to church, late to work, late to the doctor, late for appointments (haircuts, Early Intervention clients, etc). I think my concept of time is just skewed, and yes, I can tell time.

4. I never estimate corretly the time it will take me to accomplish something (this feeds into the above mentioned punctuality issue). Ask Swanny, he'll question me about how long it will take me to finish something in the kitchen or a project in my office so we can tag team the kids...I'll say 10 minutes and I know that he automatically adds 5 minutes to that. He'll call me and ask how long it will take me to get home and I say 20 minutes, he'll add at least 5 usually 10 to that given time. He teases me about this when we're in the car and as the navigator, I answer a call promising someone, "Yeah, we're 5 minutes away," and he says, "you know it will take us at least 10." I just say, "but we could make it in 5 minutes!". (We never do by the way). Having children has NOT helped with either number 3 or 4 here.

5. I teach Yoga and in so doing always remind people about bringing more awareness to their thoughts, actions and words--using more loving kindness, more honesty and greeting every moment with an open mind and even-ness of temper in order to more fully experience life...Yeah, that temper thing....SUPER hard for me. The Italian-Irish blood in my veins makes even-temper a near genetic impossibility for me. I have learned to control my temper, and truly do thank Yoga for that aquired skill, but I really do have a long way to go before attaining a truly equanimous approach to the most challenging situations in my daily life...work especially, the raising of children taking a close second

6. I am pretty sure I am physically incapable of beginning to prepare anything in the kitchen, be it a snack, a meal or even cookies or treats, without first putting all dishes away, cleaning off all counters and having a completely clean work area. I know I can just leave the 3 dishes in the sink until I'm done--lets' face it, I'll be washing more anyway, but I can't. They have to be clean and put away before I begin. For example, the tortilla chips with cheese that I just prepared required about 5 minutes to put away bottles, breast pump accessories, dishes from this morning that were clean in the sink and wiping the island about 4 times total. Order in the Kitchen is a MUST for me, despite the relative chaos you find elsewhere in my home!

Swanny will have to come up with his 6 quirks yet, but on behalf of us both at My Life With Dogs, we tag the following people to post their 6 quirks:

Pam at Zztopdog
Jess at Under the Stairs
Rikki at Boogers, Kisses and Spilled Milk
Becky who is reporting From the Laundry Trenches
BretCB at BretCB Speaks His Mind
and Julie--I know she doesn't have a blog, but she lurks on ours and can post in the comments!! Namaste Julie. :)

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Help end world hunger by providing rice to hungry people for free.

This a great game with a great cause. There aren't any points issued, but it can make you smarter, may improve your vacabulaury, and best of all, every correct answer you give, this group donates 20 grains of rice to the United Nations World Food Program. If you're like me, you'll donate 600 grains in one sitting. Give it try here.

Or you can copy and paste the url into your browser. http://www.freerice.com/index.php

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Happy Birthday to the Mrs...

...Who's celebrating her 33rd birthday today! Be sure to stop by One Carbon Hill to wish her a happy birthday.



Oh yeah, I just realized; she's only 30. See? Doesn't that make it all better?

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Wednesday trivia

I get the feeling that not everyone who plays trivia is as enthusiastic about Literature as I am. Since the month is halfway over, I'm not going to change the catagory until December, because we'll only have this two more times. If you want to have a say in changing the Wednesday catagory from Lit, take part in the poll.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

I can totally do that...

Today, I was inspired by themrs over at "One Carbon Hill". She posted about a recent episode of "Oprah", which featured some of the most popular youtube videos. The video that she posted is great, and one that millions of people have seen. I wanted to share one of my favorite videos that features comedian/juggler Chris Bliss.


I first heard about it on "Bob and Tom", but I stumble upon every now and then. I just stare in awe when I see it. As Peanut would be very quick to tell you, I can juggle, but c'mon. I don't know anybody who can do that. Well, maybe the amazing Ryan.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Another reason to send someone you love a card



Hallmark. Now a part of (PRODUCT)red. Spread the love.

Saturday, October 6, 2007

Cheerios, Elvis, and Mrs. Oh my!

When you're two and a half going on three, it seems that nothing beats being able to help out around the house. This morning, after a breakfast appetizer of grapes and orange juice, Peanut decided that she wanted to have some Fruity Cheerios. I asked her if she knew where they were, and sure enough...





With breakfast behind us, Peanut and I decided to do some fall cleaning. Kitchen counters, stove, floors...



It's good to know that she'll be able to handle chores when she's old enough. Of course, considering she kept letting her hair drag on the floor while cleaning it, I think we'll wait a while to make her start earning an allowance.

Moving on, tonight Jen and I went to a wedding reception for some friends and were treated to an Elvis impersonator. That's right. An Elvis impersonator performed for roughly 20 minutes and this reception. I'm not judging our friends, but now Jen and I can say that nothing at any wedding we'll ever attend, can trump the King.

Also, noticed something funny about our name cards for our seating arrangements.



The card on the left says "Mrs. Jen Swanson". You may notice the card on the right...



That's right. "Mrs. Gregory Swanson".

I can't even put into words how funny I thought that was. Don't ask how I had to prove that it was a typo.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

My bad...

It was recently brought to my attention that a couple of links (mainly, the ones to "The Outfit" and "Killer Year") weren't working. I've taken a moment to remedy the situation. Please, continue your browsing.

Thanks.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Art, shoes, and pillows

A few random happenings from the last few days...

Peanut exploring her creative side...




Peanut at the Scharer Family Renunion...


Walking with grandpa...


Showing her muscles...


Following in daddy's footsteps (okay, just wearing daddy's shoes)...


Lastly, if your toddler pees through her underpants while sitting on a dog's pillow, you have to wash said pillow. You have to take the cover off and wash it and the pillow itself. However, if the pillow inside the cover is a bit aged and worn, this can be the result...




Potty training can't be done soon enough.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Wierdo

Ok, so this whole game of Tag that the Mrs. started has really started to spiral. The Mrs. was tagged and she in turn tagged Swanny who proceeded to tap me. Thus the list of 6 bizzarro behaviors noted previously on this blog. I spent the better part of my evening Friday trying to determine what was odd about me or pinpoint the things that would be most interesting to note as my eccentric habits. I was disappointed that I couldn't come up with many and that they weren't all that interesting. Well, that was Friday. On Saturday, Swanny and I spent an hour and a half in the car together and I was able to come up with at least 6 more for myself. Is anyone surprised that they revolve around my bizzarre relationship with food?? I couldn't resist--I have to share:

1) I crunch my crackers lengthwise, rather than biting into the flat side of them. It's a sensory thing I think. I like the extra crunch and I also like when you bite into a Goldfish cracker and it falls apart into 2 halves in your mouth. If you recall Swanny's fondness for mouth-noises (especially related to food), you can imagine this goes over well with him.

2) I have to eat Skittles 2 at a time. I love Skittles--they're probably my favorite non-chocolate candy. I have to eat them in pairs in order to mix up the flavors--you know lemon and lime, orange and lemon, strawberry and lemon. You get the picture. Swanny asked what I do if there is an odd number of Skittles, I add it to a pair to make a group of 3. :) (Or I give it to someone else)

3) When eating french fries, I don't just take bites off of them, or in the case of most men I know, shove 4 whole in my mouth at the same time. I take bites consecutively, feeding the fry into my mouth as though I'm a shredder. The whole fry in essence winds up in my mouth at once, but in manageable smaller pieces. Another one that drives Swanny crazy.

4) If I am eating a chocolate with a candy coating (peanut M&M's, Reese's Pieces etc). I bite into them in order to break the candy shell off, eat the shell then the chocolate or peanut or whatever. Again, I think it's a sensory thing.

5) When eating pepperoni pizza I pick off the pepperonis and eat them after my pizza is gone.

6) I could eat ice cream for every meal of the day. Plain and simple.

Ah, thanks for indulging me. And come on, fess up!

Friday, August 31, 2007

Tagged, I was IT

So the sharing of the oddities continues:

1. I love to eat. I have an abnormally veracious appetite for a.) a woman and b.) a woman who is not pregnant. I could eat from the time I get up until the time I fall asleep on the couch at night while Swanny is blogging. Then, when he wakes me up to go up to bed, I could have another little snack. I keep snacks in the car, in my desk at work and sometimes in my purse. What can I say, I love to eat. Peanut appears to have inherited this trait, bless her.

2.Bugs--they bug me. The cicadas I hear outside of my window right now are serenading me because they know it makes me shudder. Spiders--seriously, bugs shouldn't have hair should they? Don't get me started on things like Earwigs and Crickets. If they leave me alone, I'll leave them alone, but due to the HUGE number of them in the world, our paths always seem to cross. Swanny's odd admiration of cicadas (which should have been #1 on his list) does not mix well with this personality trait of mine....

3. What's that playing on the radio? I get so sick of listening to the same 10 songs played over and over again on the radio that I have abandoned listening to "regular" radio and am shamelessly addicted to National Public Radio. While I can relay to you news about the most recent car-bombing in Iraq, tell you who the guests were on the Diane Rheme show or Fresh Air, name the latest cabinet member to resign at the White House, or tell you about a new Indie film coming out (that will likely not be seen anywhere around here) I tend to not have a clue about the most recent top 40 hits. I've tried to listen to some of the music our 15 year old neighbor downloaded onto his iPod (and then shared with me to help me be "hip"), but that crap sucks. I suppose this is why I'm so terrible at humming songs in Cranium.


4. I often count things, just to count them--rings of the telephone, steps I take down a hallway, papers I'm looking through at work, forks I'm putting away from the dishwasher...I count them because they're there. Maybe it's my way of staying in the present moment and maintaining my awareness, but then again, maybe it's my Autism coming out at the ripe old age of 28.

5. I have the inner yearning to be neat, tidy and organized, but the execution of such characteristics fails miserably for me. I pledge to keep the house picked up, my clothes put away, the counters cleared, but after a few days I find my true inner spirit emerges, which is more content with slight chaos and disorder. I have found that I do a fairly decent job of keeping the parts of my house that visitors, guests and others typically see or spend time in in good order. Don't ask to see my bedroom though. My mother-in-law has a magnet that says, "Dull women have immaculate houses." I don't think that this is true per-se (I know the Mrs.--and my mother-in-law for that matter have immaucate houses and and they are anything but dull), but it does give me a little comfort.

6. I'm never satisfied. Bless Swanny's heart for putting up with me, but there's always something else. I earned my degree (check), I attained a job in the field I want to work in (check), I settled in a job where my schedule and work are perfect for me (check), I added a little "side" work in Early Intervention because I can do more with my skills (check)....up next, a master's degree, maybe my own clinic and one day I'd love to do my job abroad...like O.T's Without Borders (we can just tag along w/the Doctors right?)....but it never really ends. My work is just one area of my life where I always feel restless...my faith, my home decor, my parenting abilities. It never ends--I'm driven--sometimes to a fault.
I'm sure those of you who know me can think of more, but there you are. I better see some other lists on this blog--even if it's just one oddity--share it readers!! That way I know I'm not alone.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Tag! You're it!

Trivia Queen, the Mrs. of "The Life and Times at One Carbon Hill" has tagged me for an internet version of the classic kids game. People who are tagged have to list six weird or interesting things about themselves. This is perfect for me, since I'm all about entertaining people with the absurd things that drive me and those around me insane.

Time to lay down on the couch and let the madness begin. I'll let you know when our fifty minutes are up.

1. I have an intense aversion to mouth noises. Gum snapping, open mouthed chewing, slurping of soup or beverages. I know it's crazy. I mean, how can I avoid these things? I'll tell you how. By leaving humanity behind and moving into a shed in the woods.

2. I have what I call L.A.D.D. Literature Attention Deficit Disorder. I can't read just one book at a time. I start out with the best intentions, but I'm like our boxer; easily distracted. Currently I'm reading "the Historian" by Elizabeth Kostova, "the Zombie Survival Guide" by Max Brooks, "Attention. Deficit. Disorder." by Brad Listi, and I have the audiobook of J.A. Konrath's "Dirty Martini" in my car. You might think it'd be impossible to keep track of what's going on, but I manage. Besides, it's the only way I'll be able to read everything I want to.

3. I have a movie/tv quote or song lyric for almost any occasion. Jen can attest to how great this is. She just laughs all day long. By "laughs" sometimes I mean "cries". "Hey underpants!" from "National Lampoons' Vacation" is making a comeback right now. Also, there's almost no situation that can't be made better by the wisdom of Homer Simpson. Mmmmmm... Homer Simpson...

4. I have a shoe collection that is far larger than any straight man has a right to. My obsession with Air Jordans was out of control for several years. I'm currently in recovery and have been shoe-free for more than a year.

5. I'm addicted to noise. I always have to have something on in the background. Television, iTunes, podcasts, radio, something. The quiet bothers me and the music drowns out the voices.

6. I enjoy keeping up with my blog way more than I ever thought I would. It's great to have this as an outlet for the things that amuse or annoy me. Each night, even if I don't have time to post, I always check in to see what people are reading and to play trivia.

I see by the clock, that our time is up. I think we've made some good progress today. Call ahead to set up the next appointment.

By the way...

Under the Stairs
Heart of the Matter
Frozen Cities on Planets of Heat
Jen

... you've been tagged.

I know that's only three, but I counting on the rest of you leave me comments regarding some of your own weirdness. If you don't, I may be forced to share what I know with the world. If I don't know any of your oddities, I'll make something up. Who's going to know?

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

If you've got a sense of humor...

It's been a rough couple of days in the Swanny house. Peanut and Jen have been fighting allergy symptoms and upper respitory stuff. While I felt bad for them, I was glad that I, for one, was feeling fine. Karma...

Yesterday, I came home from work around 6 and went to bed for an hour. I'd felt like crap all day, and had a temperature of 101.7 by the time dinner was ready. I didn't sleep well last night, and haven't been in top form today. I guess what I'm saying is, depspite that we are on the mend, now is not the best time for visitors.

So, with not a lot going on, I present this for your viewing. I won't say "viewing pleasure", because if you're not in the right mood, you're not going to laugh.

I heard about this on Bob and Tom, and checked it out. It's an "internet only" campaign, so it will not be appearing on television, radio, or in print ads. After the quick intro, click on the link in the lower right, "How Bodygroom Saved the Beach". While it's not something you want your kids to see, it's nothing that anybody hasn't seen before. Enjoy it here. Remember to laugh. Also, I posted about this against Jen's better judgement. She is hereby obsolved of all blame.

p.s. this is a REAL product, so please, I don't want to know if you order one.

Thursday, August 2, 2007

Friday, July 27, 2007

Not Guilty?! Really?!

Normally, I wouldn't acknowledge this jack@$$, but Michael Vick is an (expletive) dirtbag who should be incapacitated (as he did* to unsuspecting pets before putting them in a pen with his dogs) beaten, hanged, electrocuted (methods he employed* to execute dogs who did not "perform"), and then doused in barbeque sauce and fed to his own fighting dogs.

All of which is too kind a punishment for anyone who participates in dog fighting.

And let's not forget Deion "Primetime" Sanders, who said something to the effect of, "Michael Vick, in his way, loved these dogs as much as anyone else loves their pets." WHAT?! Sanders is a dirtbag too, if he believes this. I love my dogs a ton, but never to the point where I've felt all I could do to show this love was pit them in a fight against another dog.

Who does this?! I swear, if Vick plays in so much as a scrimmage in the NFL after all is said and done, I'll never watch professional football again.

*alledgedly

Sunday, July 8, 2007

A Politics of Conscience

I know that this is long, but it's definitely worth reading. Sen. Barack Obama spoke at the UCC (United Church of Christ) General Synod. It's a great message, regardless of your beliefs, ideology, or political affiliation. My "water park" post is below. Feel free to scroll past this, but I hope you don't.

Written by Senator Barack Obama
June 23, 2007


"It's great to be here. I've been speaking to a lot of churches recently, so it's nice to be speaking to one that's so familiar. I understand you switched venues at considerable expense and inconvenience because of unfair labor practices at the place you were going to be having this synod. Clearly, the past 50 years have not weakened your resolve as faithful witnesses of the gospel. And I'm glad to see that.

"It's been several months now since I announced I was running for president. In that time, I've had the chance to talk with Americans all across this country. And I've found that no matter where I am, or who I'm talking to, there's a common theme that emerges. It's that folks are hungry for change – they're hungry for something new. They're ready to turn the page on the old politics and the old policies – whether it's the war in Iraq or the health care crisis we're in, or a school system that's leaving too many kids behind despite the slogans.

"But I also get the sense that there's a hunger that's deeper than that – a hunger that goes beyond any single cause or issue. It seems to me that each day, thousands of Americans are going about their lives – dropping the kids off at school, driving to work, shopping at the mall, trying to stay on their diets, trying to kick a cigarette habit – and they're coming to the realization that something is missing. They're deciding that their work, their possessions, their diversions, their sheer busyness, is not enough.

"They want a sense of purpose, a narrative arc to their lives. They're looking to relieve a chronic loneliness. And so they need an assurance that somebody out there cares about them, is listening to them – that they are not just destined to travel down that long road toward nothingness.

"And this restlessness – this search for meaning – is familiar to me. I was not raised in a particularly religious household. My father, who I didn't know, returned to Kenya when I was just two. He was nominally a Muslim since there were a number of Muslims in the village where he was born. But by the time he was a young adult, he was an atheist. My mother, whose parents were non-practicing Baptists and Methodists, was one of the most spiritual souls I ever knew. She had this enormous capacity for wonder, and lived by the Golden Rule. But she had a healthy skepticism of religion as an institution. And as a consequence, so did I.

"It wasn't until after college, when I went to Chicago to work as a community organizer for a group of Christian churches, that I confronted my own spiritual dilemma. In a sense, what brought me to Chicago in the first place was a hunger for some sort of meaning in my life. I wanted to be part of something larger. I'd been inspired by the civil rights movement – by all the clear-eyed, straight-backed, courageous young people who'd boarded buses and traveled down South to march and sit at lunch counters, and lay down their lives in some cases for freedom. I was too young to be involved in that movement, but I felt I could play a small part in the continuing battle for justice by helping rebuild some of Chicago's poorest neighborhoods.

"So it's 1985, and I'm in Chicago, and I'm working with these churches, and with lots of laypeople who are much older than I am. And I found that I recognized in these folks a part of myself. I learned that everyone's got a sacred story when you take the time to listen. And I think they recognized a part of themselves in me too. They saw that I knew the Scriptures and that many of the values I held and that propelled me in my work were values they shared. But I think they also sensed that a part of me remained removed and detached – that I was an observer in their midst.

"And slowly, I came to realize that something was missing as well – that without an anchor for my beliefs, without a commitment to a particular community of faith, at some level I would always remain apart, and alone.

"And it's around this time that some pastors I was working with came up to me and asked if I was a member of a church. "If you're organizing churches," they said, "it might be helpful if you went to church once in a while." And I thought, "Well, I guess that makes sense."

"So one Sunday, I put on one of the few clean jackets I had, and went over to Trinity United Church of Christ on 95th Street on the South Side of Chicago. And I heard Reverend Jeremiah A. Wright deliver a sermon called "The Audacity of Hope." And during the course of that sermon, he introduced me to someone named Jesus Christ. I learned that my sins could be redeemed. I learned that those things I was too weak to accomplish myself, He would accomplish with me if I placed my trust in Him. And in time, I came to see faith as more than just a comfort to the weary or a hedge against death, but rather as an active, palpable agent in the world and in my own life.

"It was because of these newfound understandings that I was finally able to walk down the aisle of Trinity one day and affirm my Christian faith. It came about as a choice, and not an epiphany. I didn't fall out in church, as folks sometimes do. The questions I had didn't magically disappear. The skeptical bent of my mind didn't suddenly vanish. But kneeling beneath that cross on the South Side, I felt I heard God's spirit beckoning me. I submitted myself to His will, and dedicated myself to discovering His truth and carrying out His works.

"But my journey is part of a larger journey – one shared by all who've ever sought to apply the values of their faith to our society. It's a journey that takes us back to our nation's founding, when none other than a UCC church inspired the Boston Tea Party and helped bring an Empire to its knees. In the following century, men and women of faith waded into the battles over prison reform and temperance, public education and women's rights – and above all, abolition. And when the Civil War was fought and our country dedicated itself to a new birth of freedom, they took on the problems of an industrializing nation – fighting the crimes against society and the sins against God that they felt were being committed in our factories and in our slums.

"And when these battles were overtaken by others and when the wars they opposed were waged and won, these faithful foot soldiers for justice kept marching. They stood on the Edmund Pettus Bridge, as the blows of billy clubs rained down. They held vigils across this country when four little girls were killed in the 16th Street Baptist Church. They cheered on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial when Dr. King delivered his prayer for our country. And in all these ways, they helped make this country more decent and more just.

"So doing the Lord's work is a thread that's run through our politics since the very beginning. And it puts the lie to the notion that the separation of church and state in America means faith should have no role in public life. Imagine Lincoln's Second Inaugural without its reference to "the judgments of the Lord." Or King's "I Have a Dream" speech without its reference to "all of God's children." Or President Kennedy's Inaugural without the words, "here on Earth, God's work must truly be our own." At each of these junctures, by summoning a higher truth and embracing a universal faith, our leaders inspired ordinary people to achieve extraordinary things.

"But somehow, somewhere along the way, faith stopped being used to bring us together and started being used to drive us apart. It got hijacked. Part of it's because of the so-called leaders of the Christian Right, who've been all too eager to exploit what divides us. At every opportunity, they've told evangelical Christians that Democrats disrespect their values and dislike their Church, while suggesting to the rest of the country that religious Americans care only about issues like abortion and gay marriage; school prayer and intelligent design. There was even a time when the Christian Coalition determined that its number one legislative priority was tax cuts for the rich. I don't know what Bible they're reading, but it doesn't jibe with my version.

"But I'm hopeful because I think there's an awakening taking place in America. People are coming together around a simple truth – that we are all connected, that I am my brother's keeper; I am my sister's keeper. And that it's not enough to just believe this – we have to do our part to make it a reality. My faith teaches me that I can sit in church and pray all I want, but I won't be fulfilling God's will unless I go out and do the Lord's work.

"That's why pastors, friends of mine like Rick Warren and T.D. Jakes and organizations like World Vision and Catholic Charities are wielding their enormous influence to confront poverty, HIV/AIDS, and the genocide in Darfur. Religious leaders like my friends Rev. Jim Wallis and Rabbi David Saperstein and Nathan Diament are working for justice and fighting for change. And all across the country, communities of faith are sponsoring day care programs, building senior centers, and in so many other ways, taking part in the project of American renewal.

"Yet what we also understand is that our values should express themselves not just through our churches or synagogues, temples or mosques; they should express themselves through our government. Because whether it's poverty or racism, the uninsured or the unemployed, war or peace, the challenges we face today are not simply technical problems in search of the perfect ten-point plan. They are moral problems, rooted in both societal indifference and individual callousness – in the imperfections of man.

"And so long as we're not doing everything in our personal and collective power to solve them, we know the conscience of our nation cannot rest.

"Our conscience can't rest so long as 37 million Americans are poor and forgotten by their leaders in Washington and by the media elites. We need to heed the biblical call to care for "the least of these" and lift the poor out of despair. That's why I've been fighting to expand the Earned Income Tax Credit and the minimum wage. If you're working forty hours a week, you shouldn't be living in poverty. But we also know that government initiatives are not enough. Each of us in our own lives needs to do what we can to help the poor. And until we do, our conscience cannot rest.

"Our conscience cannot rest so long as nearly 45 million Americans don't have health insurance and the millions more who do are going bankrupt trying to pay for it. I have made a solemn pledge that I will sign a universal health care bill into law by the end of my first term as president that will cover every American and cut the cost of a typical family's premiums by up to $2500 a year. That's not simply a matter of policy or ideology – it's a moral commitment.

"And until we stop the genocide that's being carried out in Darfur as I speak, our conscience cannot rest. This is a problem that's brought together churches and synagogues and mosques and people of all faiths as part of a grassroots movement. Universities and states, including Illinois, are taking part in a divestment campaign to pressure the Sudanese government to stop the killings. It's not enough, but it's helping. And it's a testament to what we can achieve when good people with strong convictions stand up for their beliefs.

"And we should close Guantanamo Bay and stop tolerating the torture of our enemies. Because it's not who we are. It's not consistent with our traditions of justice and fairness. And it offends our conscience.

"But we also know our conscience cannot rest so long as the war goes on in Iraq. It's a war I'm proud I opposed from the start – a war that should never have been authorized and never been waged. I have a plan that would have already begun redeploying our troops with the goal of bringing all our combat brigades home by March 31st of next year. The President vetoed a similar plan, but he doesn't have the last word, and we're going to keep at it, until we bring this war to an end. Because the Iraq war is not just a security problem, it's a moral problem.

"And there's another issue we must confront as well. Today there are 12 million undocumented immigrants in America, most of them working in our communities, attending our churches, and contributing to our country.

"Now, as children of God, we believe in the worth and dignity of every human being; it doesn't matter where that person came from or what documents they have. We believe that everyone, everywhere should be loved, and given the chance to work, and raise a family.

"But as Americans, we also know that this is a nation of laws, and we cannot have those laws broken when more than 2,000 people cross our borders illegally every day. We cannot ignore that we have a right and a duty to protect our borders. And we cannot ignore the very real concerns of Americans who are not worried about illegal immigration because they are racist or xenophobic, but because they fear it will result in lower wages when they're already struggling to raise their families.

"And so this will be a difficult debate next week. Consensus and compromise will not come easy. Last time we took up immigration reform, it failed. But we cannot walk away this time. Our conscience cannot rest until we not only secure our borders, but give the 12 million undocumented immigrants in this country a chance to earn their citizenship by paying a fine and waiting in line behind all those who came here legally.

"We will all have to make concessions to achieve this. That's what compromise is about. But at the end of the day, we cannot walk away – not for the sake of passing a bill, but so that we can finally address the real concerns of Americans and the persistent hopes of all those brothers and sisters who want nothing more than their own chance at our common dream.

"These are some of the challenges that test our conscience – as Americans and people of faith. And meeting them won't be easy. There is real evil and hardship and pain and suffering in the world and we should be humble in our belief that we can eliminate them. But we shouldn't use our humility as an excuse for inaction. We shouldn't use the obstacles we face as an excuse for cynicism. We have to do what we can, knowing it's hard and not swinging from a naïve idealism to a bitter defeatism – but rather, accepting the fact that we're not going to solve every problem overnight, but we can still make a difference.

"We can recognize the truth that's at the heart of the UCC: that the conversation is not over; that our roles are not defined; that through ancient texts and modern voices, God is still speaking, challenging us to change not just our own lives, but the world around us.

"I'm hearing from evangelicals who may not agree with progressives on every issue but agree that poverty has no place in a world of plenty; that hate has no place in the hearts of believers; and that we all have to be good stewards of God's creations. From Willow Creek to the 'emerging church,' from the Southern Baptist Convention to the National Association of Evangelicals, folks are realizing that the four walls of the church are too small for a big God. God is still speaking.

"I'm hearing from progressives who understand that if we want to communicate our hopes and values to Americans, we can't abandon the field of religious discourse. That's why organizations are rising up across the country to reclaim the language of faith to bring about change. God is still speaking.

"He's still speaking to our Catholic friends – who are holding up a consistent ethic of life that goes beyond abortion – one that includes a respect for life and dignity whether it's in Iraq, in poor neighborhoods, in African villages or even on death row. They're telling me that their conversation about what it means to be Catholic continues. God is still speaking.

"And right here in the UCC, we're hearing from God about what it means to be a welcoming church that holds on to our Christian witness. The UCC is still listening. And God is still speaking.

"Now, some of you may have heard me talk about the Joshua generation. But there's a story I want to share that takes place before Moses passed the mantle of leadership on to Joshua. It comes from Deuteronomy 30 when Moses talks to his followers about the challenges they'll find when they reach the Promised Land without him. To the Joshua generation, these challenges seem momentous – and they are. But Moses says: What I am commanding you is not too difficult for you or beyond your reach. It is not up in heaven. Nor is it beyond the sea. No, the word is very near. It is on your lips and in your heart.

"It's an idea that's often forgotten or dismissed in cynical times. It's that we all have it within our power to make this a better world. Because we all have the capacity to do justice and show mercy; to treat others with dignity and respect; and to rise above what divides us and come together to meet those challenges we can't meet alone. It's the wisdom Moses imparted to those who would succeed him. And it's a lesson we need to remember today – as members of another Joshua generation.

"So let's rededicate ourselves to a new kind of politics – a politics of conscience. Let's come together – Protestant and Catholic, Muslim and Hindu and Jew, believer and non-believer alike. We're not going to agree on everything, but we can disagree without being disagreeable. We can affirm our faith without endangering the separation of church and state, as long as we understand that when we're in the public square, we have to speak in universal terms that everyone can understand. And if we can do that – if we can embrace a common destiny – then I believe we'll not just help bring about a more hopeful day in America, we'll not just be caring for our own souls, we'll be doing God's work here on Earth. Thank you."