Thursday, January 28, 2010
26-28 January 2010
Phatteicher's New Book of Festivals & Commemorati0ns arrived yesterday. An ecumenical effort that might well pay off. Chas' rose plant coming along nicely with the addition of coffee grounds in the soil. The "crown of thorns" suffers but showing small signs of renewal. And the bougainville looks as though it will make it for the spring outting.
Saw Extraordinary Measures with June on Tuesday as that cinema day is getting itself fairly institutionalized week by week. UK lost to SC and broke its winning streak.
This afternoon, after a fourth-straight afternoon walk with June, we go over to Barnesville, I to work on the boat, June to get her nails done (thank God I don't have to do that, rather spend my money on a good book), and later we're to have some of Hugh's chili. Good bright day now for that sort of thing.
Really looking forward to being alone. Must get the time really dedicated to what matters: prayer, fasting as recommended by the Didache, walking. I bought a big bag of dog food in case Mitzy shows up.
Obama's speech last night--a dandy. I need to write to Gina Rocca.
Monday, January 25, 2010
22-25 January 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
18-21 January 2010
Morning and Evening Prayers with June—so special. More rain. And tonight the real possibility of all the children in Marie's orphanage being from en masse to the States for adoption.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
17 January 2010, The Second Sunday after Epiphany
Saturday, January 16, 2010
12-16 January 2010
Jan 12, 2010 - 6:03pm WE ARE ALL FINE....shook up in more ways than one as you can well imagine. A few MINOR bruises. It is 5:40 PM as we type this and we are still having a few after shocks...the room shakes as I type. All the Haitian staff at Hope House are fine as well. My Haiti phones are out. Some of the team members (from PA) have been able to contact their families.
At Cana in Galilee Jesus filled and fulfilled the ancient promises of Judaism. He filled the empty pots used for ritual purity with wine used for secular celebration. He didn't merely announce a coming reign of God, or direct attention away from himself to some other. With the first of his "many miraculous signs" he demonstrated that somehow and in some unsurpassed manner he revealed the glory and character of God like no other. This friend of sinners, accused of being a glutton and drunkard, revealed a God of extravagant goodness and mercy.
Monday, January 11, 2010
11 January 2010
No need to go into any "to whom," but here's an excerpt from a note I sent to someone whom I consider more (never less) my spiritual director:
When we get together next, I would like for you to give me the straight stuff, Lutheran or not, about theosis. Currently thinking there’s more to it than in our Confessions allow. Mostly because I’ve been whacking my way through some Orthodox stuff, having gotten a good introduction by Christopher Pramuk in Sophia: The Hidden Christ of Thomas Merton who recommends large doses of Bulgakov and Evdokimov, neither of whom have I yet read. All of
which is getting me to this question: what does the Athanasian Creed when it affirms about Our Lord that “Although he is God and man, he is not divided, but is one Christ. He is united because God has taken humanity into himself; he does not transform deity into humanity (italics mine)? I’ve wondered about this understanding of the Incarnation for years and have lately found the assertion, if I understand it even a little rightly, to be the radicalest thing
theologically imaginable. So I need an early morning balcony talk at Marie’s in Port au Prince. I may bring the Sophia book with its underlinings to Haiti so that I don’t misparaphrase what I think I see Pramuk via Merton and several Russian Orthodox saying. Of course, if his/their/my musings are off base, you can simply declare the whole package heretical, and I’ll try to forget such explorations as uselessly speculative at best. Even if you go that far, I spose I’ll continue to be a heretic of some sort anyway. Always did like Origen.
This by Merton:
Sophia is God's sharing of himself with creatures. His outpouring, and the Love by which he is given, held and loved. She is in all things like the air receiving the sunlight. In her they prosper. In her they glorify God. In her they rejoice to reflect him. In her they are united with him. She is the union between them. She is the Love that unites them. She is life as communion, life as thanksgiving, life as praise, life as festival, life as glory . . . . She is the Bride and the Feast and the Wedding.
10 January 2010, First Sunday after Epiphany
Grateful to Larry Schultz; he not only offered to take me to the airport on February 1, but also to loan me his camcorder so that I can record our interviews with Johnson, John-Smith, Andronic, and Stevenson in Port au Prince.
Saturday, January 09, 2010
9 February 2010: Dunkelweizen!
Took a long, strong walk with Joe, Jeff, and Dick this morning; on the way, got to chat with Rolf.
Went to Covington for some cracked cord for the mourning doves who find it necessary to eat off the hardpack ground. When June and I returned from shopping in Covington, we found neighbor David down by the dock burning logs and brush. When he yelled up that he'd like for me to come down and share a beer, I told him to "Hang on!" Then I got the first cold bottle of Dunkelweizen out of the fridge, pour a bit into a glass and sipped. Shockingly good! Once down at the dock with a glass for sharing, David had his taste, pronounced it "as good any beer as I've ever had" (which is a good bit; no, a lot!), and together we enjoyed the first bottle. Even Mitzy enjoyed a sip. The Dunkel bears a warm brown-ale-like color with a creamy head, no dregs, no off-taste. Absolutely right! Am so damn proud of myself that I could drink and pee hour after hour. But not this afternoon. At 4 UK plays UGA at home in Lexington, a TV thriller. Then a beer, maybe.
8 February 2010
Morning and Evening Prayer during this Epiphanytide are lovely respites. We learn a new hymn, practice it before prayers, and then sing it at least two times in a row so that the words and melody come together. So grateful for the little electronic keyboard that Abigail gave us.