What depositions taught me about faith

Last week at work we (the summer associates) had to take mock depositions. I'm not interested in being a litigator, and hopefully will never be involved in another deposition in my life, but this one was mandatory as part of the summer program. I really did not want to do it, but I did it, and it was just as awful as I'd imagined and I was just as awful at it as I imagined.

There was a partner observing each group, and when I finished taking my deposition he launched into a speech about how when you're trying a case you need to have a theory of the case. I had heard this before, of course, and I thought I had a theory of the case, but I wasn't sure how to use that theory in the context of a deposition. The partner explained that everything you do has to be centered around that theory of the case - it informs your purposes for the deposition, the questions you ask, and how you ask the questions you ask.

I thought about that for awhile, and on the T ride home I thought how great an analogy that is for life generally. My "theory of the case" is like my faith. And it should inform everything Ido. That's very hard, just like it is in the deposition situation; I have to be really intentional about it. And just like in the deposition, sometimes I forget to put it at the center, or I don't understand how something fits in. But that doesn't change the fact that it should be the very core of my life.

Just a thought . . .

Independence Day

So I realized that I always start a post by saying how sorry I am for not posting. Well, forget it this time. :) I've been having a really great summer. One example: Independence Day! It was cold and rainy for a good part of the day, but it had its moments. We sat on the esplanade for TEN HOURS, waiting for the fireworks. We heard a group of twenty-five or so people become citizens of the US, and heard the Boston Pops play. Finally, in the cold and rain, the country's largest fireworks show went off. And it was totally awesome. Here are a few pictures, ripped off from my friend Jill... :)


Bryan and me hanging out in the sun. That's me with the cheesy grin and white legs.



Jill and me, with the Prudential Center in the background. You can tell it is getting colder because we have jackets on!



Some of the girls, just before (or just after?) the fireworks. Kelli sent her hubby home to get more blankets and jackets, and we bundled up.

The boys.


Fireworks!! Yay!!