Monday, January 30, 2017

ASPRI


Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. Inside 99/58 pulse 62, outside 45° and clear, late January winter morning on the Florida Gulf coast. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. Boeing 747 cargo plane crashes in village in Kyrgyzstan, dozens killed. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. Shooting at a mosque in Quebec City, six murdered more injured. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.

Yesterday finished reading Laurus, recently translated into English, a contemporary Russian novel situated in the 15th century about a christische figure from before birth, throughout life, to after death, the holy fool I meant to contemplate during sabbatical, so modeled after Jesus as to be slightly beyond credible, healing powers, high priestly prayer subtly slipped in, life of humility unto self-abasement. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. Early he loses Ustina and son in childbirth but takes her belovedly throughout life as though not left behind in potters field but always by his side, present in heart and mind. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. Laurus for me not a can’t put it down book, in fact laid it aside a couple days for Simon Wiesenthal’s The Sunflower, timely not only because of my dread fascination, Friday’s Holocaust Remembrance Day, current likenings of MS St Louis to what’s going on. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. Religion not a political tapestry of the Summary of the Law and How People are Treated woven upon the Face of God does not bless the Lord. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. But no skimming, I read every page, line, word. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. Quite human, in ways a man’s book, do I recommend it? Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free. Not necessarily, decide for yourself. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.

God of all mercy,
We confess that we have sinned against you, 
    opposing your will in our lives.
We have denied your goodness in each other, 
    in ourselves, 
    and in the world you have created. 
We repent of the evil that enslaves us,
    the evil we have done,
    and the evil done on our behalf. 
Forgive, restore, and strengthen us through our Savior Jesus Christ, that we may abide in your love and serve only your will. Amen.


PCL'S ASPRI 590x92 to load wood pellets for Studstrup, Denmark. Apparently the powerplant there is shifting from fossil fuel to biomass, straw and wood pellets.

https://www.vesselfinder.com/vessels/ASPRI-IMO-9658771-MMSI-351374000
   


The Statue of Liberty's torch is parked in front of the western side of Madison Square in 1876.

Thanks again, Norm!

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