Go Gators
christos anesti!
alithos anesti!
Christ is risen!
Truly risen!
No one else was there when the light was turned on, when, as author and priest, the late Martin Bell wrote, "God the Father simply walked into the tomb, said, 'Get up, Son,' and they went home and colored Easter eggs." Easter again transcending Lent and Holy Week with the good spell that, crucified, dead and buried, Christ is risen. Another Episcopal priest I once knew, now deceased, got in his pulpit one Easter morning, said, "Christ is risen, what more can I say?" and stepped out of the pulpit to lead the Nicene Creed. Assuredly, it wasn't me, but I knew him, God rest his soul, an interesting character.
It isn't a morning for explanations, save those for Sunday School and Bible Study, it's a morning for proclamation
and acclamation,
truly risen.
The local front. On the other side of the fence here is a small pond. In fact, a low area, Breakfast Point is filled with beautifully finished ponds large and small, required drainage ponds. They are picturesquely placed to seem natural, and finished nicely with kept lawns right up to the water's edge.
Thinking to protect the little girl, the fence was put up and carefully filled in around the bottom to discourage snakes or other animals coming in under. Yesterday we saw a small alligator in the pond, three to maybe four feet in length, I don't think four feet, but three. As we looked at the little animal, the next door neighbor came out to welcome, introduce and chat. He said a larger gator, six feet or so, comes and goes in the pond, sometimes takes a sunning on the far side bank of our little pond. Obviously, there's more than just snakes to be aware of here.
Walking from one room to another yesterday, Linda fell over an unexpected large box that had been left just outside a doorway in walking path between rooms. Apparently no breaks, but difficulty getting up and pain walking: we drove into StAndrews to get the walker we keep in a bathroom in 7H. Linda will have it at church today. Falling is a major health danger and life risk for the elderly, clearly we should already have done so, but while we are all living together, we're going to have to brief younger family members who are not accustomed to dealing with ongoing awareness about this. We cannot afford to fall, to be falling, to be at risk, to take the chance.
Beyond my understanding, and for many reasons, so many things seem to have changed in the past year, sadly including treasured relationships. Life goes its own way and here we are, me wondering whatever happened.
The Easter bunny has come and left a basket.
What is truth? Anu Garg had interesting words this past week, about books. And always closing with a mind-stirring Thought for Today. To me, perhaps most remarkably as I wake on Easter morning, was this one:
"Just think of the tragedy of teaching children not to doubt." Clarence Darrow, lawyer and author, 18 Apr 1857-1938.
Peace in heaven and hallelujah.
T
alithos anesti!
Christ is risen!
Truly risen!
No one else was there when the light was turned on, when, as author and priest, the late Martin Bell wrote, "God the Father simply walked into the tomb, said, 'Get up, Son,' and they went home and colored Easter eggs." Easter again transcending Lent and Holy Week with the good spell that, crucified, dead and buried, Christ is risen. Another Episcopal priest I once knew, now deceased, got in his pulpit one Easter morning, said, "Christ is risen, what more can I say?" and stepped out of the pulpit to lead the Nicene Creed. Assuredly, it wasn't me, but I knew him, God rest his soul, an interesting character.
It isn't a morning for explanations, save those for Sunday School and Bible Study, it's a morning for proclamation
and acclamation,
truly risen.
The local front. On the other side of the fence here is a small pond. In fact, a low area, Breakfast Point is filled with beautifully finished ponds large and small, required drainage ponds. They are picturesquely placed to seem natural, and finished nicely with kept lawns right up to the water's edge.
Thinking to protect the little girl, the fence was put up and carefully filled in around the bottom to discourage snakes or other animals coming in under. Yesterday we saw a small alligator in the pond, three to maybe four feet in length, I don't think four feet, but three. As we looked at the little animal, the next door neighbor came out to welcome, introduce and chat. He said a larger gator, six feet or so, comes and goes in the pond, sometimes takes a sunning on the far side bank of our little pond. Obviously, there's more than just snakes to be aware of here.
Walking from one room to another yesterday, Linda fell over an unexpected large box that had been left just outside a doorway in walking path between rooms. Apparently no breaks, but difficulty getting up and pain walking: we drove into StAndrews to get the walker we keep in a bathroom in 7H. Linda will have it at church today. Falling is a major health danger and life risk for the elderly, clearly we should already have done so, but while we are all living together, we're going to have to brief younger family members who are not accustomed to dealing with ongoing awareness about this. We cannot afford to fall, to be falling, to be at risk, to take the chance.
Beyond my understanding, and for many reasons, so many things seem to have changed in the past year, sadly including treasured relationships. Life goes its own way and here we are, me wondering whatever happened.
The Easter bunny has come and left a basket.
What is truth? Anu Garg had interesting words this past week, about books. And always closing with a mind-stirring Thought for Today. To me, perhaps most remarkably as I wake on Easter morning, was this one:
"Just think of the tragedy of teaching children not to doubt." Clarence Darrow, lawyer and author, 18 Apr 1857-1938.
Peace in heaven and hallelujah.
T