Art Director
Photo: Brandon Hook / Sojourners

Ed Spivey Jr. was working as art director of the Chicago Sun-Times Sunday Magazine in 1972 when God called him to join the fledgling Sojourners community and work for its publication, then called the Post-American. The fact that Ed has not heard from God SINCE is not what's important here, because Ed figures God had other things to do, what with making the world a more peaceful place. Why the world is still NOT a more peaceful place is none of Ed's business and he would never think to criticize God for slacking off since, who knows, God could have been sick or something.

But, 36 years later, Ed is still with Sojourners, still the art director, still happy with his life-long dream of working hard for very little money. The only down side is that Ed is beginning to feel his childhood plans of being either a cowboy or an astronaut may not be realized in his lifetime. But such are the sacrifices one makes when one responds to the call of the Lord, even if immediately after that the Lord apparently changed His phone number.

Of a more biographic note, Ed holds an Associate in Arts degree from Vincennes University. He was denied a Bachelor's Degree from Indiana University because of a disagreement with his psychology professor who did not appreciate Ed's refusal to complete his rat experiment. Apparently, Ed's was the only laboratory rat that bit, so Ed insisted on wearing huge motorcycle gloves when handling the animal, which, the professor insisted, skewed the rat's response to stimuli. Ed told the professor what he could do with his stimuli, which unfortunately did not put the professor in the mood to accept Ed's alternative suggestion, which was to study the response of rats being loudly cursed at while simultaneously being flushed down university toilets.

Since his college days he has made a bit of a name for himself, and not just “You, There,” which is the name his mother calls him when she forgets. Ed has won numerous awards for his design of Sojourners Magazine, and his monthly humor column consistently garners top honors from both religious and secular media associations. His recent book, A Hamster is Missing in Washington, D.C. won the top prize in humor at the Independent Publisher Book Awards in New York City. (Due to scheduling conflicts, Ed was unable to attend the gala tribute and banquet, but had he gone he would have ordered the fish.) Now in its second printing, Ed’s book is available at store.sojo.net and at on-line booksellers near you.

Ed is married and has two daughters, all of whom refuse to walk in public with him, on account of the little whoop-whoop sound he makes when he sees a fire truck.

Posts By This Author

The Gospel of Great News!

by Ed Spivey Jr. 02-01-2008
The Prosperity Gospel lets us have our cake and eat it, too. Also cookies. And donuts.

Bring Them Home Now

by Ed Spivey Jr. 01-01-2008
Our private contractors have sacrificed enough in Iraq.

Seriously, Is This What Hell Is Like?

by Ed Spivey Jr. 12-01-2007
Someone foolishly suggested I should actually play in public.

There's Something in the Room

by Ed Spivey Jr. 11-01-2007

As the election season progresses and the inevitable wreckage shows up on the side of the road—Gilmore who?

Changing Environs (sp?)

by Ed Spivey Jr. 09-01-2007
Our neighborhood has changed. It's now delicious.

Hollywood in the White House. Again.

by Ed Spivey Jr. 08-01-2007
Only one man can beat Fred Thompson in the 2008 race.

To the Blogsphere...and Beyond

by Ed Spivey Jr. 07-01-2007
Is this the end of productive society as we know it?

Nor-easters for Peace

by Ed Spivey Jr. 06-01-2007
3,000 coffees to go please. And one decaf.

What's In a Name? (Parole if you're good.)

by Ed Spivey Jr. 05-01-2007
Everyone is innocent until proven guilty. Although, some less so than others.

Oh Sure, Blame the Problem!

by Ed Spivey Jr. 04-01-2007
We cannot rest on our laurel, once we find out what it is.

He's Back!

by Ed Spivey Jr. 03-01-2007
Which sounds better, President Newt or President Mitt?

150 Years of Keeping the Faith

by Ed Spivey Jr. 02-01-2007
The humor has been called

The Name is "Maestro"

by Ed Spivey Jr. 01-01-2007
Just try to play the violin under a low-hanging ceiling fan.

2006: The Year in Review

by Ed Spivey Jr. 12-01-2006
It was a year to remember. (Do we have to?)

Vacation, Minus Two

by Ed Spivey Jr. 11-01-2006

Detroit: Our top story today is the recall of 7.4 million sport utility vehicles after General Motors technicians discovered they consume unconscionably high quantities of fuel.

First Day on the Job

by Ed Spivey Jr. 09-01-2006
Welcoming al Qaeda's dynamic new leader in Iraq.

English, the One and Only

by Ed Spivey Jr. 08-01-2006
Elvis was perhaps our greatest English speaker.

Finally, an Immigration Solution

by Ed Spivey Jr. 07-01-2006
Anyone in this country illegally should leave. But first...

Running On Empty

by Ed Spivey Jr. 06-01-2006
One man's personal quagmire, and it has nothing to do with Iraq.

Broccoli, Exposed

by Ed Spivey Jr. 05-01-2006
Space in al Qaeda?

Consider the lowly broccoli, pictured here actual size so that we can discuss its health benefits in specific visual detail and, as a result of it being real big on the page, I don’t have to write as much. (It’s been one of those deadlines.)

The broccoli comes from the heart-healthy vegetable group technically known as the “really weird-looking” family of flowering plants. I can speak personally about this weirdness because, having raised the plant for several seasons in my backyard garden, broccoli tends to puts all its energy into stalks the size and consistency of baseball bats. But the florets—the edible parts that remind you of that really bad sci-fi movie where the monster was a giant beach ball painted like a brain—grow so tiny that squirrels perch on electrical lines above and mock them, with a kind of deprecating chittering sound. Nonetheless, when it’s harvest time, I pick them anyway, proudly proclaim, “Look what we grew, honey,” and then throw them immediately into the compost pile.