Saturday, January 27, 2007
Deal of a lifetime!
Wow! This makes me want to run out and buy a car just so I can take advantage of this deal. How do they manage to offer such deals and stay in business? This is 100% real by the way. I took this photo myself and the filling station in question is about 5 blocks from my house.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Time
Is time merely the dreary sidereal addition of moments whose final sum is death?
What is time?
From the groaning of stars to the crying out of stones
From the fleeing of Jordan to the winking of the moon
From each flower's opening to sun's eye closing on night
Time is the Yes of all creation
whose final sum is Life
What is time?
From the groaning of stars to the crying out of stones
From the fleeing of Jordan to the winking of the moon
From each flower's opening to sun's eye closing on night
Time is the Yes of all creation
whose final sum is Life
Monday, January 15, 2007
How far to Jericho?
1 cubit to Jericho
This way so little traveled,
All aclutter with passions yet unformed by Mercy's tender fire.
Quagmire of sloth
Unbridged, undrained - breeding ground of temptations and distractions.
Ambushed by demons - I lie bleeding and broken.
Oh! Who shall deliver me from this body of death?
My own flesh and blood have passed me by,
Princes and sons of men in whom there is no salvation.
Who then shall be my help?
Here comes one I have long despised - come to finish me?
His stride is firm with resolve, Yet not with arrow's cruel purpose
Wielding the Sun He heals my eyes
Wielding the Moon he calms the passions
With Holy Mercy He sears my wounds
His Broken Flesh touches me and He disappears into my Heart.
I follow and find myself in Jericho.
walls of selfishness - fallen
This way so little traveled,
All aclutter with passions yet unformed by Mercy's tender fire.
Quagmire of sloth
Unbridged, undrained - breeding ground of temptations and distractions.
Ambushed by demons - I lie bleeding and broken.
Oh! Who shall deliver me from this body of death?
My own flesh and blood have passed me by,
Princes and sons of men in whom there is no salvation.
Who then shall be my help?
Here comes one I have long despised - come to finish me?
His stride is firm with resolve, Yet not with arrow's cruel purpose
Wielding the Sun He heals my eyes
Wielding the Moon he calms the passions
With Holy Mercy He sears my wounds
His Broken Flesh touches me and He disappears into my Heart.
I follow and find myself in Jericho.
walls of selfishness - fallen
Friday, January 12, 2007
Orthodox Serbia
This stuff is just too beautiful. For the impatient among you, start at about 1 min 30 seconds in.
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
My house is empty
Kids are gone back to Thunder Bay now. Monday was a long march of airports and waiting and tiredness all round. Left my place at 5am and got back home at 1030 pm. Andrew arrived back home with Marta last night so it was a pleasant, busy evening. Tonight I'm home alone and fully conscious for the first time since they left.
I think there is something I need to do with the loneliness I experience in their absence. It must be offered up but I don't quite know how.
My Lord I do not know how you reached out
and placed Your blessed hands upon the cross
Yet You did so and instructed me to follow.
Show me how
to offer up this suffering
that it be not an occasion for sin
but filled with Your purpose
Let my wounds, however small
be conformed to Yours
I think there is something I need to do with the loneliness I experience in their absence. It must be offered up but I don't quite know how.
My Lord I do not know how you reached out
and placed Your blessed hands upon the cross
Yet You did so and instructed me to follow.
Show me how
to offer up this suffering
that it be not an occasion for sin
but filled with Your purpose
Let my wounds, however small
be conformed to Yours
Friday, January 05, 2007
dysfunctional humour
What's a dysfunctional family's favorite beverage?
Triangulatte of course....
What's the difference between a psychologist and a psychiatrist?
A psychologist is someone in a black room with the lights out and the shade drawn looking for a black cat.
A psychiatrist is someone in a black room with the lights out and the shade drawn looking for a black cat that isn't there.
Two psychologists meet each other on the street and one says to the other....
You're fine, how am I?
Here's a question to ask a roomful of psychologists:
Why do some people stir coffee clockwise and others stir it counterclockwise?
Wait till a number of theories have been offered, right brain, left brain, left right handed, Australia etc...
The answer? To dissolve the sugar.
Triangulatte of course....
What's the difference between a psychologist and a psychiatrist?
A psychologist is someone in a black room with the lights out and the shade drawn looking for a black cat.
A psychiatrist is someone in a black room with the lights out and the shade drawn looking for a black cat that isn't there.
Two psychologists meet each other on the street and one says to the other....
You're fine, how am I?
Here's a question to ask a roomful of psychologists:
Why do some people stir coffee clockwise and others stir it counterclockwise?
Wait till a number of theories have been offered, right brain, left brain, left right handed, Australia etc...
The answer? To dissolve the sugar.
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