if you read my post about the holidays then you might remember me mentioning that we visited my grandmother after her 100th birthday right after christmas.
at the time she had a really nasty sore on the outside of her one eye; my mother told me today that they have found a tumor underneath and it will need attention. attention means that her doctors will have to decide if surgery or radiation is doable. without treatment she will most likely wind up with cellulitis in her face. her name is pansy.
my mom sounded concerned and unconcerned at the same time. she has a way of doing that.
the conversation began with her giving me an update on my uncle. hubby refers to him as "the uncle so nice i'm related to him twice." he is my dad's cousin and married to my mom's sister. we found out a few weeks ago that he has cancer; the doctors he has seen sound positive, but he could use prayers too. he is my aunt's 3rd husband. the first marriage ended in divorce, the second when he died suddenly in a car accident a week before another aunt died of cancer.
so prayers, happy thoughts, candles, chants, spells... whatever it is you do to connect to God would be appreciated.
God's peace y'all
searching for the sacred
Monday, January 29, 2007
Sunday, January 28, 2007
justice
getting back into the habit of blogging also means posting my sermons as well. (it also helps when you are able to write them on the computer instead of by hand like i was when the 'puter died.)
so i will share this one here based upon luke 4:14-30.
In the name of Jesus; amen.
This past Monday I sat in the Parish House of Bethesda Lutheran Church in New Haven, CT with about 15 people, mostly clergy for an informal conversation with Bishop Younan of the ELCJHL (Evangelical Lutheran Church of Jordan and the Holy Land.) Bishop Younan was speaking at Yale later on that night about the situation in Palestine Israel and had agreed to meet with some area clergy for an informal discussion.
After giving us a brief introduction of his work people were invited to ask questions; I had one:
“If we could only take one thing you said back to our congregations this coming Sunday what would you want us to tell them?”
He shared a statistic with us and asked us to bring it to you. 10 years ago the population of the Holy Land comprised of 15% Christians, the number today has dropped to 2%.
The statistic was startling. The reason for the drop is mostly due to immigration of Palestinian Christians to the United States, Canada, and Australia. They leave to provide better lives for their families, many of whom are separated because of the ongoing conflict and strict restrictions placed upon Palestinians in general.
Our brothers and sisters in Christ are fleeing their hometowns.
I want to share something else Bishop Younan said: If asked, he told us, which was needed first in the Middle East democracy or justice he would say justice because extremists are too smart; they know how to get the votes. And he wasn’t just speaking of Muslim extremists, but Jewish extremists, and Christian extremists as well.
In today’s Gospel Jesus, filled with the power of the Holy Spirit, returns to Nazareth, his hometown and goes to the Synagogue as was his custom. There he reads the words of the prophet Isaiah:
“The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he has anointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to let the oppressed go free, to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.”
He sits down, all the attention of the room on him and says, “Today this scripture has been fulfilled in your hearing.”
Moments later the people try to kill him because they become enraged by his message.
I am always a bit scared to preach on this text. Most preachers want to challenge their listeners with their sermons, but I’ve yet to meet one who wants to enrage them to the point of violence. And so this text challenges me, especially this week as I continue to contemplate Bishop Younan’s words.
It might be easy to say that in light of the statistic he shared and the gospel today that Jesus is no longer welcome in his hometown. But I don’t think that’s it at all. And at the risk of sounding political I might say something else entirely.
As Americans we tend to think that Jesus is our hometown hero. With the presidential race for 2008 already begun we are going to hear the words, “God bless America” an awful lot. We pray fervently (as well we should) for our troops fighting in Iraq. And the Left Behind series of books which lifts up our country as a new Jerusalem, is now so well franchised that they have made a video game about it.
Jesus belongs to us. Afterall, we are American and American are entitled to so many things so why not Jesus and all of his promises?
I shared with you the statistic Bishop Younan gave us because he asked us to, but I shared his statement about democracy and justice with you because it disturbed me when he said it. Aren’t justice and democracy interchangeable I thought? It was a knee jerk reaction to what he said about an American notion and I am American.
How can we have justice without democracy first?
What Jesus teaches that day in the synagogue is justice, God’s justice. And God’s justice is maddening because it is never just about me or about us.
God’s justice is universal and communal and so far away from our notions of individuality or personal ownership. Nazareth could stake no claim on Jesus and neither can we.
Instead God’s justice is about our belonging to God. Even in our personal relationships to Jesus it’s that we are his, not that he is ours.
And at the risk of sounding universalistic the fact of the matter is that we all belong to God: Muslims, Jews, Buddhists, Pagans, Atheists, and Christians; Palestinians, Iraqi, Israeli, African, Swedish, and American. We are God’s.
And God’s justice is meant for all of us.
And I hope that infuriates you; not because it offended anyone, but because God’s justice is kept from too many, left unrealized, and not enacted in the lives of others.
I hope it infuriates you; not so you’ll drive me off some cliff, but so that you might be driven to love and actions of love.
It was love that claimed us, gathered us in, and gave us value. And it is love that calls us out into a world of “me, me, me!” to proclaim a message of God’s justice first for all people.
Jesus is indeed a fulfillment of scripture; God’s greatest loving act, we should live it in such a way that the world changes because of it.
Amen.
so i will share this one here based upon luke 4:14-30.
In the name of Jesus; amen.
This past Monday I sat in the Parish House of Bethesda Lutheran Church in New Haven, CT with about 15 people, mostly clergy for an informal conversation with Bishop Younan of the ELCJHL (Evangelical Lutheran Church of Jordan and the Holy Land.) Bishop Younan was speaking at Yale later on that night about the situation in Palestine Israel and had agreed to meet with some area clergy for an informal discussion.
After giving us a brief introduction of his work people were invited to ask questions; I had one:
“If we could only take one thing you said back to our congregations this coming Sunday what would you want us to tell them?”
He shared a statistic with us and asked us to bring it to you. 10 years ago the population of the Holy Land comprised of 15% Christians, the number today has dropped to 2%.
The statistic was startling. The reason for the drop is mostly due to immigration of Palestinian Christians to the United States, Canada, and Australia. They leave to provide better lives for their families, many of whom are separated because of the ongoing conflict and strict restrictions placed upon Palestinians in general.
Our brothers and sisters in Christ are fleeing their hometowns.
I want to share something else Bishop Younan said: If asked, he told us, which was needed first in the Middle East democracy or justice he would say justice because extremists are too smart; they know how to get the votes. And he wasn’t just speaking of Muslim extremists, but Jewish extremists, and Christian extremists as well.
In today’s Gospel Jesus, filled with the power of the Holy Spirit, returns to Nazareth, his hometown and goes to the Synagogue as was his custom. There he reads the words of the prophet Isaiah:
“The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he has anointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to let the oppressed go free, to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.”
He sits down, all the attention of the room on him and says, “Today this scripture has been fulfilled in your hearing.”
Moments later the people try to kill him because they become enraged by his message.
I am always a bit scared to preach on this text. Most preachers want to challenge their listeners with their sermons, but I’ve yet to meet one who wants to enrage them to the point of violence. And so this text challenges me, especially this week as I continue to contemplate Bishop Younan’s words.
It might be easy to say that in light of the statistic he shared and the gospel today that Jesus is no longer welcome in his hometown. But I don’t think that’s it at all. And at the risk of sounding political I might say something else entirely.
As Americans we tend to think that Jesus is our hometown hero. With the presidential race for 2008 already begun we are going to hear the words, “God bless America” an awful lot. We pray fervently (as well we should) for our troops fighting in Iraq. And the Left Behind series of books which lifts up our country as a new Jerusalem, is now so well franchised that they have made a video game about it.
Jesus belongs to us. Afterall, we are American and American are entitled to so many things so why not Jesus and all of his promises?
I shared with you the statistic Bishop Younan gave us because he asked us to, but I shared his statement about democracy and justice with you because it disturbed me when he said it. Aren’t justice and democracy interchangeable I thought? It was a knee jerk reaction to what he said about an American notion and I am American.
How can we have justice without democracy first?
What Jesus teaches that day in the synagogue is justice, God’s justice. And God’s justice is maddening because it is never just about me or about us.
God’s justice is universal and communal and so far away from our notions of individuality or personal ownership. Nazareth could stake no claim on Jesus and neither can we.
Instead God’s justice is about our belonging to God. Even in our personal relationships to Jesus it’s that we are his, not that he is ours.
And at the risk of sounding universalistic the fact of the matter is that we all belong to God: Muslims, Jews, Buddhists, Pagans, Atheists, and Christians; Palestinians, Iraqi, Israeli, African, Swedish, and American. We are God’s.
And God’s justice is meant for all of us.
And I hope that infuriates you; not because it offended anyone, but because God’s justice is kept from too many, left unrealized, and not enacted in the lives of others.
I hope it infuriates you; not so you’ll drive me off some cliff, but so that you might be driven to love and actions of love.
It was love that claimed us, gathered us in, and gave us value. And it is love that calls us out into a world of “me, me, me!” to proclaim a message of God’s justice first for all people.
Jesus is indeed a fulfillment of scripture; God’s greatest loving act, we should live it in such a way that the world changes because of it.
Amen.
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
the funnest state of the union ever!
that's what hubby called it last night when i recommended we make watching it a drinking game.
we picked 4 words and agreed that every time he mentioned one of them or a derivative of that word we would have to drink. the words were:
terror, immigration, borders, and success.
hubby went bounding down the stairs to bring up the rest of the wine for me and a beer for him exclaiming that this would be the funnest state of the union ever! why hadn't we been doing this all along!
we didn't have much success with the word success; we only counted it once. but, i did finish off the bottle of wine which only filled about 3/4 of my glass anyway. i did take small sips especially every time he said terror or any other form of the word and i think i only missed drinking 2 times once my glass was empty.
i didn't watch the democratic response, choosing instead to play chuzzle on the computer (i think i dreamed of it last night...chuzzle, not the state of the union or any response to it.)
the highlight of the night for me was hearing the words, "Madame Speaker." whatever you might feel about her or the dems it was an historic moment and i got to see it.
speaking of the dems... this link was on the page next to my email this morning. i got a kick out of it though i probably won't invest the $10 to purchase one.
God's peace y'all
we picked 4 words and agreed that every time he mentioned one of them or a derivative of that word we would have to drink. the words were:
terror, immigration, borders, and success.
hubby went bounding down the stairs to bring up the rest of the wine for me and a beer for him exclaiming that this would be the funnest state of the union ever! why hadn't we been doing this all along!
we didn't have much success with the word success; we only counted it once. but, i did finish off the bottle of wine which only filled about 3/4 of my glass anyway. i did take small sips especially every time he said terror or any other form of the word and i think i only missed drinking 2 times once my glass was empty.
i didn't watch the democratic response, choosing instead to play chuzzle on the computer (i think i dreamed of it last night...chuzzle, not the state of the union or any response to it.)
the highlight of the night for me was hearing the words, "Madame Speaker." whatever you might feel about her or the dems it was an historic moment and i got to see it.
speaking of the dems... this link was on the page next to my email this morning. i got a kick out of it though i probably won't invest the $10 to purchase one.
God's peace y'all
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
hiatus
i didn't mean to, but it seems i took a long hiatus from blogging. this included writing blogs and reading them. perhaps it was the holidays, maybe it had something to do with work, or it could have been that the 'puter died and is now in 'puter heaven.
so there is a new 'puter in my life... this one a desk top to replace the laptop that wouldn't consistently work. hubby got it for a real bargain from a contact at church. of course we've had it for awhile and though i have often had the thought: "i should blog about that" sitting down and actually writing out events or ideas hasn't been easy. must have something to do with getting back into the rythmn.
so where do i go next with these musings? i could just move on from this point, but then i will have missed the opportunity to tell those stories i've neglected. so perhaps a bit of both and perhaps i will begin now.
the holidays were wonderful...
it was the first christmas in two years we put up a tree as a family. after getting the kids to bed i walked into the living/dinning room where hubby was gazing at the lights. he put his arm out for me to cuddle up next to him. every year his father would look at their tree and exclaim, "it's the nicest tree we've ever had." hubby has taken on this tradition and as i snuggled up under his arm he said it. i burst into tears and responded, "i'm so happy!"
we had a fantastic christmas with family and friends. the week before xmas we celebrated with hubby's family at aunt tweety and uncle jefro's (the harley riding hero). the silent prince sat between uncle jefro and me at dinner and gave his uncle an extra present when we went to say grace before the meal. he heard the words we use and immediatly reached for his uncle's hand and mine because we hold hands to pray.
awe! i don't know what was more precious; the fact that the prince did this or the look on uncle jefro's face when it happened.
the pobble arrived a few days before xmas and stayed until after new year's. we called her the house guest that wouldn't leave. much to our delight, she just wouldn't leave... until she finally did.
we hosted xmas dinner. gmom supplied the fillet we were going to grill. when the grill wouldn't light i decided we could eat cheerios for dinner, nothing was going to spoil my day. eventually we got it lit and despite the fact that we ate later than i intended the food was fantastic. afterwards we watched the eagles beat the cowboys to our delight and the pobble's chagrin. poor thing, poor mislead dallas fan.
during the week we travelled to PA to visit my grandmother who had turned 100 on the 22nd of december. the pobble volunteered to watch the dog and keep the house from burning down while we were gone. she had trouble remembering who we all were (my grandmom, not the pobble) but we had a wonderful visit, swam in the heated pool at the hotel, and attended an impromptu family reunion where i met relatives i didn't even know i had.
my granparents were married 71 years before my grandfather died. they had 6 daughters (the first pregnancy was a still born son), 16 grandchildren (my brother being the youngest), 31 greatgrandchildren (the silent prince being the youngest), and now my grandmother has 5 great-greatgrandchildren. i have no issue with her not being able to remember us all.
new year's eve was celebrated with a bottle of champagne we've had in our fridge for the last two years, watching the ball drop on tv, and playing a game called blokus with hubby and the pobble. might not sound all that thrilling, but it was just right.
now it's time to catch up on some blog reading and to work ont he mental list of what to write next time.
God's peace y'all
so there is a new 'puter in my life... this one a desk top to replace the laptop that wouldn't consistently work. hubby got it for a real bargain from a contact at church. of course we've had it for awhile and though i have often had the thought: "i should blog about that" sitting down and actually writing out events or ideas hasn't been easy. must have something to do with getting back into the rythmn.
so where do i go next with these musings? i could just move on from this point, but then i will have missed the opportunity to tell those stories i've neglected. so perhaps a bit of both and perhaps i will begin now.
the holidays were wonderful...
it was the first christmas in two years we put up a tree as a family. after getting the kids to bed i walked into the living/dinning room where hubby was gazing at the lights. he put his arm out for me to cuddle up next to him. every year his father would look at their tree and exclaim, "it's the nicest tree we've ever had." hubby has taken on this tradition and as i snuggled up under his arm he said it. i burst into tears and responded, "i'm so happy!"
we had a fantastic christmas with family and friends. the week before xmas we celebrated with hubby's family at aunt tweety and uncle jefro's (the harley riding hero). the silent prince sat between uncle jefro and me at dinner and gave his uncle an extra present when we went to say grace before the meal. he heard the words we use and immediatly reached for his uncle's hand and mine because we hold hands to pray.
awe! i don't know what was more precious; the fact that the prince did this or the look on uncle jefro's face when it happened.
the pobble arrived a few days before xmas and stayed until after new year's. we called her the house guest that wouldn't leave. much to our delight, she just wouldn't leave... until she finally did.
we hosted xmas dinner. gmom supplied the fillet we were going to grill. when the grill wouldn't light i decided we could eat cheerios for dinner, nothing was going to spoil my day. eventually we got it lit and despite the fact that we ate later than i intended the food was fantastic. afterwards we watched the eagles beat the cowboys to our delight and the pobble's chagrin. poor thing, poor mislead dallas fan.
during the week we travelled to PA to visit my grandmother who had turned 100 on the 22nd of december. the pobble volunteered to watch the dog and keep the house from burning down while we were gone. she had trouble remembering who we all were (my grandmom, not the pobble) but we had a wonderful visit, swam in the heated pool at the hotel, and attended an impromptu family reunion where i met relatives i didn't even know i had.
my granparents were married 71 years before my grandfather died. they had 6 daughters (the first pregnancy was a still born son), 16 grandchildren (my brother being the youngest), 31 greatgrandchildren (the silent prince being the youngest), and now my grandmother has 5 great-greatgrandchildren. i have no issue with her not being able to remember us all.
new year's eve was celebrated with a bottle of champagne we've had in our fridge for the last two years, watching the ball drop on tv, and playing a game called blokus with hubby and the pobble. might not sound all that thrilling, but it was just right.
now it's time to catch up on some blog reading and to work ont he mental list of what to write next time.
God's peace y'all
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Christmas shopping
well i finally started christmas shopping last friday and it happened...
i lost my shopping mojo.
it happened the moment i walked through the doors at target. it was gone and there was NOTHING i could do about it. never in my life have i had such trouble shopping for anything. i had an easier time buying presents the christmas that i was dead broke and literally had nothing to buy gifts with.
the only people i knew what to buy for were pollyannas who had given me gift ideas.
i have to shop again today and i am dreading it! never in my life have i dreaded shopping.
the fact that christmas is on a monday this year is messing with my head. it doesn't matter that it is always on the 25th of december, when it falls on or right after a sunday it's as if there is one less week to get anything done.
but i am dreading the cleaning even more. last week i did my annual spring cleaning. forget the fact that it's now winter. i always spring clean right before the holidays. of course i only got the 1st floor done. that means that the second floor is a disaster. the pobble will be here on the 22nd and her room is a storage bin. now she assured me that was fine... but unless i get moving she will be reenacting that first christmas when there was no room at the inn except that i don't have a stable out back for her to crash in.
ok, i'm done complaining. time to get in the shower and get to work!
God's peace y'all
i lost my shopping mojo.
it happened the moment i walked through the doors at target. it was gone and there was NOTHING i could do about it. never in my life have i had such trouble shopping for anything. i had an easier time buying presents the christmas that i was dead broke and literally had nothing to buy gifts with.
the only people i knew what to buy for were pollyannas who had given me gift ideas.
i have to shop again today and i am dreading it! never in my life have i dreaded shopping.
the fact that christmas is on a monday this year is messing with my head. it doesn't matter that it is always on the 25th of december, when it falls on or right after a sunday it's as if there is one less week to get anything done.
but i am dreading the cleaning even more. last week i did my annual spring cleaning. forget the fact that it's now winter. i always spring clean right before the holidays. of course i only got the 1st floor done. that means that the second floor is a disaster. the pobble will be here on the 22nd and her room is a storage bin. now she assured me that was fine... but unless i get moving she will be reenacting that first christmas when there was no room at the inn except that i don't have a stable out back for her to crash in.
ok, i'm done complaining. time to get in the shower and get to work!
God's peace y'all
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
lost cats and dead plants
last week i noticed that one of the kitties was missing. we have 2: cinderella and jasmine. they are pretty antisocial and so i don't pay too much attention to their whereabouts on a daily basis. but it had suddenly occurred to me that while jasmine was "around" cinderella wasn't.at first i thought maybe she was just hiding, but at night, when they are most active and most often together, jasmine was by herself.
i started to worry that i was going to find a dead kitty or that suddenly a pregnant kitty would show up at my door. neither are fixed, but neither have ever shown any interest in going outside for any reason.
i didn't want to tell the princess kitty, but after day 3 she heard us talking and it couldn't be avoided.
and then hubby heard mewing. we followed the sound to the attic and there she was. i can't wait to discover what she used as a litter box up there.
so the cat was alive and found... the plants in my kitchen, which were never missing... are now dead. apparently i over-watered the sage hanging over my sink and another set of plants on one of the windowsills. they had hung outside on my porch, but when the weather got cold i moved them inside, but continued to water them as i had watered them when they were on the porch.
i knew the sage wasn't going to make it. it was just a matter of time before i gave up on it, but as of last night the others looked healthy and beautiful. this morning they were wilted over the sides of the planter.
of course i had just said to someone last night that i was impressed with myself for even having plants. it's been awhile since i've been able to grow anything inside and i'm only partially successful outside.
at least i have some clippings from the ones that died overnight that i can replant and this time... i think i'll keep them a little thirstier.
God's peace and green thumbs y'all
Sunday, December 03, 2006
postsecret
i always go to postsecret.com every sunday to read the new postcards. if you have never been there before it is sadly beautiful.
this was the first one this week. (no, he's not the silent prince... but it certainly made me think of him.)
God's peace y'all
this was the first one this week. (no, he's not the silent prince... but it certainly made me think of him.)
God's peace y'all
Friday, December 01, 2006
9:01PM
so i had to make an ice cream run for the princess kitty and her sleepover friend last night. it was about 8:45 when walking out the door hubby asked me to make it a beer run as well. "hurry," he told me "because you can't buy beer in the market after 9PM".
at the store i grabbed a cart and threw in a 12 pack of something or other and a 6 pack of something else and trotted down the ice cream aisle to get some fudgsicles.
i heard the announcement that it was time to close up the beer area, but i had mine in my cart already and i had a few minutes to spare. i decided i wanted some pita bread and hummus for a snack and got into the only line open behind 2 very full carts.
another cashier opened for another man with a few items and i snuck behind him and put my beer up on the conveyer only to be told by the cashier that by the time she would ring me up it the register would probably not let her sell me the beer. "go to customer service quick and see if she can do it."
so i take off for customer service where i also wind up in line. by the time she scans my beer it is 9:01 and it will not scan.
now... it's just beer, but come on! i had it in my cart and i was in line before 9:00. and because i had to wait in line i can't buy it!
oh, but i can go out to a bar drink all the beer i want and try to make my way home. but, if i want to buy beer to drink safely in my home... forget it!
one minute... one stinking minute...
ah well...
God's peace y'all
at the store i grabbed a cart and threw in a 12 pack of something or other and a 6 pack of something else and trotted down the ice cream aisle to get some fudgsicles.
i heard the announcement that it was time to close up the beer area, but i had mine in my cart already and i had a few minutes to spare. i decided i wanted some pita bread and hummus for a snack and got into the only line open behind 2 very full carts.
another cashier opened for another man with a few items and i snuck behind him and put my beer up on the conveyer only to be told by the cashier that by the time she would ring me up it the register would probably not let her sell me the beer. "go to customer service quick and see if she can do it."
so i take off for customer service where i also wind up in line. by the time she scans my beer it is 9:01 and it will not scan.
now... it's just beer, but come on! i had it in my cart and i was in line before 9:00. and because i had to wait in line i can't buy it!
oh, but i can go out to a bar drink all the beer i want and try to make my way home. but, if i want to buy beer to drink safely in my home... forget it!
one minute... one stinking minute...
ah well...
God's peace y'all
world AIDS day
december first (today) is world AIDS day. the princess kitty is having a sleep-over, the silent prince came home from school and passed out asleep, i have 2 meetings tomorrow, the bishop is coming to visit on sunday, there is an ordination sunday afternoon i need to attend, and i have a funeral first thing monday morning, which means that...
i have no time to write about a topic near and dear to me. so i will say this quickly... please remember all those whose lives have been affected by AIDS, use a condom... EVERYTIME... and pray for an end to this terrible disease.
God's peace and healing y'all
i have no time to write about a topic near and dear to me. so i will say this quickly... please remember all those whose lives have been affected by AIDS, use a condom... EVERYTIME... and pray for an end to this terrible disease.
God's peace and healing y'all
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
SHE'S BACK!
well, i lost everything on my hard drive, but my 'puter is back!
i have stuff at work that i can transfer... so i haven't lost everything. guess i need to invest in some disks to save my stuff from now on.
but i'm back... and just in time too. i was going through wicked withdrawl.
God's peace y'all...
and pobble... IM ME PLEASE!!!
i have stuff at work that i can transfer... so i haven't lost everything. guess i need to invest in some disks to save my stuff from now on.
but i'm back... and just in time too. i was going through wicked withdrawl.
God's peace y'all...
and pobble... IM ME PLEASE!!!
Friday, November 17, 2006
NOOOOOOO!!!!
my 'puter has crashed!
it is now in the hands of God and a guy named scott who can hopefully fix it.
please pray for my baby.
God's peace y'all
it is now in the hands of God and a guy named scott who can hopefully fix it.
please pray for my baby.
God's peace y'all
Sunday, November 12, 2006
"this isn't my first rodeo"
... has become hubby's new favorite quote. funny, since the person to first speak it was george w at a press conference where he informed the nation that donald rumsfeld was being replaced by robert gates.
i forget what the question was that got this particular answer, only that hubby and i were watching when it came out of the president's mouth and it made us laugh. if nothing else, the president supplies some funny lines.
i suppose that i watch the daily show with jon stewart too much since now, whenever i hear the president say anything, i hear stewart's voice in my head giving a running commentary.
george w: "and i say to the people of iraq: do not be afraid."
jon stewart's voice in my head: "that's for the american people, not those who have bombs going off on a daily basis in their backyards..."
sigh
so i received several comments on my prayer at yesterday's veteran's day celebration. i appreciate the positive words. for some reason i was actually nervous about the whole thing. i suppose it was because the first draft of the prayer (which i did in my head) was pretty political. in the end i decided that it wasn't a day for me to be political, but thankful for those people who wear the uniform of a soldier.
the key note speach was delivered by a police officer who had served in afghanistan after 9/11. he began by saying he wasn't a public speaker, but he did a fine job.
one thing he said, which has been weighing on me, is that it is important for those currently serving to believe that the american people support the mission that they are doing. i found it an interesting statement because all along i had said that i don't support this war... haven't from the beginning, but that i have tremendous respect and gratitude for those who are fighting it.
in other words, i am one of those who likes to say that i support the troops, but not the war and what he said was... that just doesn't work.
except the word he said wasn't "war" it was "mission."
i take what this man said to heart, because he was a soldier and i am not. he has been in combat, i have not, nor do i ever want to be either.
so i've begun to ask myself: do i support this mission?
and i can't bring myself to say yes and that frustrates and angers me. somewhere along the line, if i give credence to his words, my ability to support american soldiers has been taken away from me. i can't support them because i don't support this mission.
i never agreed with the decision to go to war; i don't agree with how we have fought this war; and i don't agree with the decisions on how we equipped (or didn't) those fighting this war in iraq.
there aren't enough troops, they don't have the right kind of equipment, and they are fighting against an enemy willing to blow themselves up for the good of their cause. how can we win?
and can i really support the people who are fighting now when i cannot support the mission?
i don't have any answers. i hope and pray that bob gates does.
i do know that i am still thankful beyond any words i could articulate for the men and women who have put themselves in harm's way because they serve in our military. it is because of them that i enjoy the freedoms i do. but i can't support what they are doing in iraq. and while i am not one to place blame or one to shirk responsibility i can't help but believe that it isn't their fault or mine that i feel this way.
and so the rodeo goes on...
God's peace y'all
i forget what the question was that got this particular answer, only that hubby and i were watching when it came out of the president's mouth and it made us laugh. if nothing else, the president supplies some funny lines.
i suppose that i watch the daily show with jon stewart too much since now, whenever i hear the president say anything, i hear stewart's voice in my head giving a running commentary.
george w: "and i say to the people of iraq: do not be afraid."
jon stewart's voice in my head: "that's for the american people, not those who have bombs going off on a daily basis in their backyards..."
sigh
so i received several comments on my prayer at yesterday's veteran's day celebration. i appreciate the positive words. for some reason i was actually nervous about the whole thing. i suppose it was because the first draft of the prayer (which i did in my head) was pretty political. in the end i decided that it wasn't a day for me to be political, but thankful for those people who wear the uniform of a soldier.
the key note speach was delivered by a police officer who had served in afghanistan after 9/11. he began by saying he wasn't a public speaker, but he did a fine job.
one thing he said, which has been weighing on me, is that it is important for those currently serving to believe that the american people support the mission that they are doing. i found it an interesting statement because all along i had said that i don't support this war... haven't from the beginning, but that i have tremendous respect and gratitude for those who are fighting it.
in other words, i am one of those who likes to say that i support the troops, but not the war and what he said was... that just doesn't work.
except the word he said wasn't "war" it was "mission."
i take what this man said to heart, because he was a soldier and i am not. he has been in combat, i have not, nor do i ever want to be either.
so i've begun to ask myself: do i support this mission?
and i can't bring myself to say yes and that frustrates and angers me. somewhere along the line, if i give credence to his words, my ability to support american soldiers has been taken away from me. i can't support them because i don't support this mission.
i never agreed with the decision to go to war; i don't agree with how we have fought this war; and i don't agree with the decisions on how we equipped (or didn't) those fighting this war in iraq.
there aren't enough troops, they don't have the right kind of equipment, and they are fighting against an enemy willing to blow themselves up for the good of their cause. how can we win?
and can i really support the people who are fighting now when i cannot support the mission?
i don't have any answers. i hope and pray that bob gates does.
i do know that i am still thankful beyond any words i could articulate for the men and women who have put themselves in harm's way because they serve in our military. it is because of them that i enjoy the freedoms i do. but i can't support what they are doing in iraq. and while i am not one to place blame or one to shirk responsibility i can't help but believe that it isn't their fault or mine that i feel this way.
and so the rodeo goes on...
God's peace y'all
Saturday, November 11, 2006
thanks
i had the priveledge of being asked to do the invocation (or opening prayer) at the veterans's day festivities in town today. when i arrived at the place where i thought i we were all supposed to gather i was told that the parade was first and then the ceremony i was involved in would take place.
it wasn't quite what i had been told, so i took off, in my high heels, down the main street to find where the parade was going to begin. once i found them i asked a police officer where i should go and he suggested i join the parade. i told him i felt funny doing that since i had never served in the armed forces, but he encouraged me to join the other dignitaries so i did.
so i wound up marching with the veterans and the politicans who had shown up for the day. (in my high heels).
this was the prayer i offered:
Let us pray,
O God, today we give you thanks for brave men and women throughout the history of our country.
We give you thanks for those who yearned for the ideal of liberty and independence.
We give you thanks for those who struggled to keep a divided country united.
We give you thanks for those who stood against the desires of madmen and their bloody solutions.
We give you thanks for those who answered the call to serve on foreign soil in nations divided by civil war.
We give you thanks for those who came home unappreciated and scorned.
We give you thanks for those who were captured by our enemies and those who were lost and remain missing, but not forgotten.
We give you thanks for those who give aid to our allies, for those who fight to protect not just Americans but people of all nations, for those who wear a uniform many of us can not.
We give you thanks for those who have paid the ultimate sacrifices so that the ideals of liberty, independence, freedom, and justice are not just ideals we hope for, but realities we live.
We give you thanks, O God, for our veterans who have given of themselves in times of peace and in times of conflict.
We lift them up to you and ask for your blessing on them and on this day of remembrance.
And we pray for a world of such peace that their work and courage will never have been in vain.
Amen.
and God's peace y'all
it wasn't quite what i had been told, so i took off, in my high heels, down the main street to find where the parade was going to begin. once i found them i asked a police officer where i should go and he suggested i join the parade. i told him i felt funny doing that since i had never served in the armed forces, but he encouraged me to join the other dignitaries so i did.
so i wound up marching with the veterans and the politicans who had shown up for the day. (in my high heels).
this was the prayer i offered:
Let us pray,
O God, today we give you thanks for brave men and women throughout the history of our country.
We give you thanks for those who yearned for the ideal of liberty and independence.
We give you thanks for those who struggled to keep a divided country united.
We give you thanks for those who stood against the desires of madmen and their bloody solutions.
We give you thanks for those who answered the call to serve on foreign soil in nations divided by civil war.
We give you thanks for those who came home unappreciated and scorned.
We give you thanks for those who were captured by our enemies and those who were lost and remain missing, but not forgotten.
We give you thanks for those who give aid to our allies, for those who fight to protect not just Americans but people of all nations, for those who wear a uniform many of us can not.
We give you thanks for those who have paid the ultimate sacrifices so that the ideals of liberty, independence, freedom, and justice are not just ideals we hope for, but realities we live.
We give you thanks, O God, for our veterans who have given of themselves in times of peace and in times of conflict.
We lift them up to you and ask for your blessing on them and on this day of remembrance.
And we pray for a world of such peace that their work and courage will never have been in vain.
Amen.
and God's peace y'all
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Friday, November 03, 2006
a day that will live in infamy
first of all, my mother-in-law always reads my blog (hi mom!) and while she doesn't post responses here she does often comment about what i wrote.
and so i got the email reminding me that we vote on december 7th, not the 11th.
so please don't go to the polls on the 11th...
wasn't it dan quail who made the mistake about the anniversary of d-day? suddenly he doesn't seem so stupid to me anymore... of course i was sick when i wrote my last blog...
God's peace y'all... and don't forget to vote (on the right day of course.)
and so i got the email reminding me that we vote on december 7th, not the 11th.
so please don't go to the polls on the 11th...
wasn't it dan quail who made the mistake about the anniversary of d-day? suddenly he doesn't seem so stupid to me anymore... of course i was sick when i wrote my last blog...
God's peace y'all... and don't forget to vote (on the right day of course.)
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
you can't complain if you don't...
VOTE
my dad has been pushing a particular candidate to hubby and me; he's a person we've already decided to vote for so he can stop now. the other night, hubby got roped into a phone poll from the other candidate and when asked why we were voting the way we were told the pollster that our candidate didn't make him want to vomit the way the other candidate did.
and the pollster typed it all down.
then today i stopped by dondon009 who had this on his blog:
Dear Friend,
It's come down to this. After months of hard work and big hopes, we've got seven days left to change America - seven days to affirm our belief in better days ahead.
In seven days, voters across America will have the opportunity to vote for the America we dream of - to vote for a change in Washington that will allow our government to start working for the people it represents.
It's a change that means renewed efforts to make health care affordable and available for all Americans.
It's a change that means the oil companies won't be writing our energy policy so we'll have a chance for real energy independence in this country.
It's a change that means a new Iraq policy so that we can change course and start bringing our troops home.
All of this - and more, is possible - but only if you show up and VOTE.
If you stay home, and don't demand change with the power of your VOTE, we'll face two more years of the same failed leadership and the same failed course.
We can do better. We must do better.
It's this easy:
Exercise your right to VOTE.
Sincerely,
U.S. Senator Barack Obama
i don't like to publicly endorse candidates or a political party, but i will say this: if you don't vote you can't complain.
my parents always took my brother and me with them when they voted. i loved the idea of going into that curtained booth with them and helping them to pull the lever. i couldn't wait to turn 18 and be given the chance to go into that booth by myself.
i turned 18 right before a presidential campaign... my candidate lost, but i remember feeling like i had been part of a very important process none-the-less.
i plan on taking the princess kitty with me on the 11th so that she can have that same experience when she grows up. it won't be the first time that she's been in a voting booth and i will do my best to make certain it's not the last.
please take the time to vote next tuesday. if you haven't registered to vote then do it now, even if it means you can't vote until the next set of elections. this country is great for so many reasons, but won't remain so if we become apathetic to who serves in public office.
i won't say that i don't care who you vote for, the fact is i do... i just won't tell you who to vote for... and to vote!
trust me... it feels great!
God's peace y'all
my dad has been pushing a particular candidate to hubby and me; he's a person we've already decided to vote for so he can stop now. the other night, hubby got roped into a phone poll from the other candidate and when asked why we were voting the way we were told the pollster that our candidate didn't make him want to vomit the way the other candidate did.
and the pollster typed it all down.
then today i stopped by dondon009 who had this on his blog:
Dear Friend,
It's come down to this. After months of hard work and big hopes, we've got seven days left to change America - seven days to affirm our belief in better days ahead.
In seven days, voters across America will have the opportunity to vote for the America we dream of - to vote for a change in Washington that will allow our government to start working for the people it represents.
It's a change that means renewed efforts to make health care affordable and available for all Americans.
It's a change that means the oil companies won't be writing our energy policy so we'll have a chance for real energy independence in this country.
It's a change that means a new Iraq policy so that we can change course and start bringing our troops home.
All of this - and more, is possible - but only if you show up and VOTE.
If you stay home, and don't demand change with the power of your VOTE, we'll face two more years of the same failed leadership and the same failed course.
We can do better. We must do better.
It's this easy:
Exercise your right to VOTE.
Sincerely,
U.S. Senator Barack Obama
i don't like to publicly endorse candidates or a political party, but i will say this: if you don't vote you can't complain.
my parents always took my brother and me with them when they voted. i loved the idea of going into that curtained booth with them and helping them to pull the lever. i couldn't wait to turn 18 and be given the chance to go into that booth by myself.
i turned 18 right before a presidential campaign... my candidate lost, but i remember feeling like i had been part of a very important process none-the-less.
i plan on taking the princess kitty with me on the 11th so that she can have that same experience when she grows up. it won't be the first time that she's been in a voting booth and i will do my best to make certain it's not the last.
please take the time to vote next tuesday. if you haven't registered to vote then do it now, even if it means you can't vote until the next set of elections. this country is great for so many reasons, but won't remain so if we become apathetic to who serves in public office.
i won't say that i don't care who you vote for, the fact is i do... i just won't tell you who to vote for... and to vote!
trust me... it feels great!
God's peace y'all
Monday, October 30, 2006
happy halloween
you can find more of mike's cartoons here.
this one came from my uncle.
God's peace y'all and a happy samhain
calgon, take me away...
remember that commercial? i don't remember ever using calgon, but i remember the feeling that it promoted of relaxation and bubbles. ahhh...
both the kids are sick; the green snot, fever, and coughing kind of sick so it's only a matter of time before hubby and i give into the aches we are feeling.
and just in time for halloween too. the princess kitty missed trick-or-treating last year because she was sick. i don't know how we'll handle the disappointment if we have a repeat tomorrow.
i made both their costumes. the princess kitty is going to be (are you aready for this?) a fairy cat. (her idea) and the silent prince is going as his favorite food: a slice of apple. after working so hard on the costumes i hope they get to wear them. at least the princess kitty went to a halloween party at the ymca yesterday so she had the chance to meow and flap her fairy wings.
the good news is that the new church secretary started today. she's wonderful and i'm looking forward to feeling like someone else can staff the office. it's been over a month since the last secretary up and quit without warning. at least she left the password for the computer...
and i'm trying to take some of the afternoon off. after working 8 straight days i need a break. the time change was wonderful sunday morning, but now it's starting to wear on me. i climbed into bed at 11:00 last night... but really it was 12 and then it took an hour to fall asleep... so i was up until midnight, but really it was 1am.
and that's all i have to say, but at least i said something...
God's peace y'all
both the kids are sick; the green snot, fever, and coughing kind of sick so it's only a matter of time before hubby and i give into the aches we are feeling.
and just in time for halloween too. the princess kitty missed trick-or-treating last year because she was sick. i don't know how we'll handle the disappointment if we have a repeat tomorrow.
i made both their costumes. the princess kitty is going to be (are you aready for this?) a fairy cat. (her idea) and the silent prince is going as his favorite food: a slice of apple. after working so hard on the costumes i hope they get to wear them. at least the princess kitty went to a halloween party at the ymca yesterday so she had the chance to meow and flap her fairy wings.
the good news is that the new church secretary started today. she's wonderful and i'm looking forward to feeling like someone else can staff the office. it's been over a month since the last secretary up and quit without warning. at least she left the password for the computer...
and i'm trying to take some of the afternoon off. after working 8 straight days i need a break. the time change was wonderful sunday morning, but now it's starting to wear on me. i climbed into bed at 11:00 last night... but really it was 12 and then it took an hour to fall asleep... so i was up until midnight, but really it was 1am.
and that's all i have to say, but at least i said something...
God's peace y'all
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
she took the words right out of my mouth
i haven't had lots of time to blog or read anyone else's blog lately. the church secretary up and quit about 3+ weeks ago without any notice and i've been pulling double duty ever since. (the good news is that we've had one really great interview and have 3 more scheduled next week... )
but today, i decided to take a look at abb's blog (she's first in my alphabetized list of favorites) and read this and decided it was well worth giving you all a link and then a thought... what if it had said this:
John 13:34
"Jesus said, 'I give you a new commandment, that you tolerate one another. Just as I have tolerated you, you also should tolerate one another.'"
God's peace y'all
but today, i decided to take a look at abb's blog (she's first in my alphabetized list of favorites) and read this and decided it was well worth giving you all a link and then a thought... what if it had said this:
John 13:34
"Jesus said, 'I give you a new commandment, that you tolerate one another. Just as I have tolerated you, you also should tolerate one another.'"
God's peace y'all
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
our hero
uncle jefro raised $200 in his name towards autism.
this past weekend we travelled to see hubby's family and i got permission to put his picture up on the blog.
and i got to say a big THANK YOU to him.
if you are looking for something to watch on tv this sunday check out night of too many stars on comedy central.
and this friday, hubby and i will go to the fencing company to see about fencing in our backyard so that the silent prince can play outside without our worry that he'll run away if we turn our heads. this, because of the money that was raised at the children's cabaret last month equalled almost $3,000.
wanna donate somehow? you can go here.
God's peace, y'all
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