Monday, May 3, 2021

Update

 

The good news is that she is going to be fine, but my mom, Mumpy, had a small stroke and we spent most of last week in the hospital.

No permanent damage, but it'll take a while to fully recover.

Blessedly, my sister was still here when it happened, and she is staying a few extra weeks to help out.

Also, we went to the new Adventist hospital in White Oak, and it was "towel swan" level of swanky.  We highly recommend it!

Sunday, May 2, 2021

Poem of the Week: Each Day

 

Each Day

By Anonymous
Translated by Peter Cole

 
Each day as dawn approaches,
the King sits in majesty
and blesses the holy creatures:
To you, my creatures, I speak,
before you I declare—
Creatures who bear the throne of my glory
with all your heart, and willingly with your soul—
Blessed is the hour of your creation,
and exalted is the constellation
beneath which I gave you form.
May the light of that morning continue to shine
when you came into my mind—
for you are a vessel of my desire
prepared and perfected on that day.
Be silent, creatures of my making,

so I might hear my children pray.

HT Poetry Foundation

Sunday, April 25, 2021

Poem of the Week: Spring

 

Spring

Nothing is so beautiful as Spring –         
   When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;         
   Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush         
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring         
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
   The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush         
   The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush         
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.         

What is all this juice and all this joy?         
   A strain of the earth’s sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden. – Have, get, before it cloy,         
   Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,         
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,         
   Most, O maid’s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.         

Sunday, April 18, 2021

Poem of the Week: Today

 

Today

If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze

that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house

and unlatch the door to the canary's cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,

a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies

seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking

a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,

releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage

so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting

into this larger dome of blue and white,

well, today is just that kind of day.

HT: Poetry Foundation

Thursday, April 15, 2021

My Sister is Here!

 

She got the vaccine out in North Dakota, and headed back to see all of us as soon as she was immune.  

Because of the pandemic, it's been 2 years since we last saw her, and because she usually went to NJ to stay with our parents, it's been a while since she's been in Maryland.

But now we're all together and it so good to see her!!

Thursday, April 8, 2021

The Cape!

 

You may have noticed the fabulous cape that Klenda was wearing at Easter.

Would you believe she made it herself?!

I gave her some help, but it's her first major sewing project.

She picked the pattern and the fabric, and I think it came out so well!

Just stunning, really, but it could be the model.

Not that I'm biased or anything (Get it, bias!  Sewing pun!)


Sunday, April 4, 2021

Happy Easter!

 

                        Christ has Risen, Alleluia!

                               Happy Easter from Zoom!

Saturday, April 3, 2021

From an Ancient Homily for Holy Saturday

 

The Lord's descent into hell

"What is happening? Today there is a great silence over the earth, a great silence, and
stillness, a great silence because the King sleeps; the earth was in terror and was still, because God slept in the flesh and raised up those who were sleeping from the ages. God has died in the flesh, and the underworld has trembled.

Truly he goes to seek out our first parent like a lost sheep; he wishes to visit those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death. He goes to free the prisoner Adam and his fellow-prisoner Eve from their pains, he who is God, and Adam's son.

The Lord goes in to them holding his victorious weapon, his cross. When Adam, the first created man, sees him, he strikes his breast in terror and calls out to all: 'My Lord be with you all.' And Christ in reply says to Adam: ‘And with your spirit.’ And grasping his hand he raises him up, saying: ‘Awake, O sleeper, and arise from the dead, and Christ shall give you light.

‘I am your God, who for your sake became your son, who for you and your descendants now speak and command with authority those in prison: Come forth, and those in darkness: Have light, and those who sleep: Rise.

‘I command you: Awake, sleeper, I have not made you to be held a prisoner in the underworld. Arise from the dead; I am the life of the dead. Arise, O man, work of my hands, arise, you who were fashioned in my image. Rise, let us go hence; for you in me and I in you, together we are one undivided person.

‘For you, I your God became your son; for you, I the Master took on your form; that of slave; for you, I who am above the heavens came on earth and under the earth; for you, man, I became as a man without help, free among the dead; for you, who left a garden, I was handed over to Jews from a garden and crucified in a garden.

‘Look at the spittle on my face, which I received because of you, in order to restore you to that first divine inbreathing at creation. See the blows on my cheeks, which I accepted in order to refashion your distorted form to my own image.

'See the scourging of my back, which I accepted in order to disperse the load of your sins which was laid upon your back. See my hands nailed to the tree for a good purpose, for you, who stretched out your hand to the tree for an evil one.

`I slept on the cross and a sword pierced my side, for you, who slept in paradise and brought forth Eve from your side. My side healed the pain of your side; my sleep will release you from your sleep in Hades; my sword has checked the sword which was turned against you.


‘But arise, let us go hence. The enemy brought you out of the land of paradise; I will reinstate you, no longer in paradise, but on the throne of heaven. I denied you the tree of life, which was a figure, but now I myself am united to you, I who am life. I posted the cherubim to guard you as they would slaves; now I make the cherubim worship you as they would God.

"The cherubim throne has been prepared, the bearers are ready and waiting, the bridal chamber is in order, the food is provided, the everlasting houses and rooms are in readiness; the treasures of good things have been opened; the kingdom of heaven has been prepared before the ages."

HT: The Vatican (From the Office of Readings for today)