Well, it’s raining and gray, very very gray. But at least I didn’t watch the Oscars, thank goodness. Especially having not seen even a single one of the movies. I’m always afraid I’m going to accidentally see the oscars, like it’s just going to happen to me, and then I will regret the lost hours. I do think it’s sort of funny that Hollywood still gets awards and to have someone be the best. Is that even a thing any... Read more
As for me, I shall behold your face in righteousness; when I awake, I shall be satisfied with your likeness. – Psalm 17:15 Being unwell and cloudy in mind, I am bogged down in the roiling sadness of Ezekiel and I cannot pick out one word of God from another. In moments like these I try to remember what is the point of the bible, and whether a person like me can ever begin to understand it, and I devolve... Read more
Trying not to give way to the doom and gloom of this bad evil cold, especially as everyone else seems to have recovered. Assembling links is vaguely alleviating my misery. Here is an interesting, if slightly confused, article about sex in the Islamic World. It needs lots more added to it, but what’s there is heartbreaking. It seems like we have arrived at the perfect meeting of East and West, the sudden complete devolution of sex brought to full flower.... Read more
And so we come to the end of another long week. Only this week, everyone got sick. Including me. Matt is the single one standing. Everyone else is lying prone, moaning and complaining about every single little ache and pain, opening wide the mouth to gain any kind of breath. I’m not exactly complaining. It’s the first real cold we’ve had all year and it’s already the end of February, so that’s not too shabby. In between dispensing medicine and... Read more
I want to pick up the thread from yesterday and spin it in another direction. The saving grace for me, in the matter of work, besides not having to depend on money arriving for my own efforts, has been working in the atrium, with young children, and having my own feelings about work shaped so much by Sofia Cavalletti’s Religious Potential of the Child. I could say all kinds of things about the work of the child, but the work... Read more
Yesterday, after ever so gently bashing at Huffpo, I was given to understand that Huffpo doesn’t pay its bloggers, of which it has many. I also didn’t know this but apparently Huffpo has money, like lots and lots of money. Where they get all their money I didn’t trouble myself to find out. I would link the article but it was rather profane, and this is sort of a family-ish blog. I’m sure if you google you can discover even... Read more
I’m busy today trying to catch up with real life so it’s time for something low hanging on the Internet. And what better place to go than to Huffpo for relationship advice. In a year that finds the economy tanking, racism and violence on the rise, Boko Haram destroying the lives of women everywhere, Donald Trump the meme that memes all other memes, and the landscape littered with mansplaining, gunsplaining, popesplaining, and my own invention, dumbsplaining, you know what would... Read more
I am tragically already awake for the day, due to the fact that the puppy has to be to the vet by 8:30 to have his life transformed. I don’t think I need to say more, lest I rouse the gender rights of dogs crowd to wrath. I look forward to this transformation very much. It hasn’t come a moment too soon. And then I will toddle over to Aldi and then to the doctor myself, in the most responsible... Read more
Sunday morning confession: I keep getting sucked into those Facebook quizzes which I’m sure are used to just profile me for more advertising but which are impossible not to click on anyway. You see all your friends’ Meyers Briggs letters and whether they are right or left brained and you think, oh just this once. And then you toil through the questions. And for me, every time, I come away angry because always I am dissatisfied with all of the... Read more
Whereas last week I neglected to find any links at all, this week I’ve gone too far the other way, I think. But also, we could say that the Internet did a better job of being more interesting. The funny, the ridiculous, the horrifying, the thoughtful, I Have It All. First up, an apt, if heartbreaking, look inside the prosperity movement. I try to stay away from anything sad or bad, but I read this whole piece without blinking. We... Read more
Preventing Grace
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