It is my sister and bro in law’s wedding anniversary today. All those years ago, I had the job of standing next to the church organist and letting her know when the bride arrived. I have been looking for a slide of the wedding, but only managed to find this one of the family around that time.
Author: Jonnyfun.E
Resurrection: Seven Stanzas at Easter
it was as His body;
if the cells’ dissolution did not reverse, the molecules
reknit, the amino acids rekindle,
the Church will fall.
each soft Spring recurrent;
it was not as His Spirit in the mouths and fuddled
it was as His Flesh: ours.
the same valved heart
that — pierced — died, withered, paused, and then
new strength to enclose.
analogy, sidestepping transcendence;
making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the
faded credulity of earlier ages:
let us walk through the door.
not a stone in a story,
but the vast rock of materiality that in the slow
grinding of time will eclipse for each of us
the wide light of day.
make it a real angel,
weighty with Max Planck’s quanta*, vivid with hair,
opaque in the dawn light, robed in real linen
spun on a definite loom.
for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty,
lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are
embarrassed by the miracle,
and crushed by remonstrance.
It’s been a while
I have three blogs … not sure why … so not sure where to post after such a long break. Anyway.
Home
It’s been a while.
Legion Mark 5:6-14
In which Jesus heals a man with unclean spirits.
Body, Mind and Spirit. Mark 5:1-5
In which Jesus meets a man who is described as having an unclean spirit. He is violent, he self harms (cuts himself with stones), and he is excluded from society (or has excluded himself).
A Different Kind of Peace Mark 4:35-41
In which Jesus calms a storm.
Thunder and Rainbows
Thinking a bit more about sitting shiva.
Enemies, friends, opposite ends
Bitter or sweet, ruffled or neat
Feathers or lead, silent or said
Devil or saint, we are and we ain’t
Intricate mysteries
Life’s secret code
Cul-de-sac signposts
On yellow brickroads
Ambiguous answers
The question’s still “Why”
Thunder and rainbows
From the same sky
Champagne or dust, banquet or crust
Authentic or fake, angel or snake
Flower or thorn, pristine or torn
Desert or sea, the throne and the tree
Life’s secret code
Cul-de-sac signposts
On yellow brickroads
Ambiguous answers
The question’s still “Why”
Thunder and rainbows
From the same sky
The light or the shade, concealed or displayed
Intricate mysteries
Life’s secret code
Cul-de-sac signposts
On yellow brickroads
Ambiguous answers
The question’s still “Why”
Thunder and rainbows
From the same sky
Sitting Shiva Mark 4:26-29
The Kingdom of God is like this: someone scatters seed on the ground. Whether he sleeps, or gets up, night and day, the seed sprouts and grows, though he does not know how.
It is considered an act of great kindness and compassion to pay a home visit to the mourners. Traditionally, no greetings are exchanged and visitors wait for the mourners to initiate conversation.
The purpose of visiting a mourner is to comfort the mourner. Visitors have an obligation to remain silent unless the mourner initiates conversation. The mourner is allowed to remain silent, and if so, this shall be respected by the visitors. Any conversation that does take place shall typically be about the deceased. The visitor just has to be sensitive, and let the mourner choose the topic of conversation. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva_(Judaism)
Finished
I cried through the last 20 pages or so of ‘The Hour I First Believed’ this morning. I’m a big fan of the author, Wally Lamb, and I’d be nervous to recommend the book in case people don’t like it, but I’m going to take a risk and say “Read it!”

