2. Today I facilitated the prayer service at Resurrection House (a day shelter for homeless people in SRQ). I do this every week.
One middle aged woman prayed that the oceans would open up so that all who had died at sea would be released and then walk out. Her prayerful logic was that Moses had parted the Red Sea so that people could walk to freedom.
A twenty-something man prayed “for the person who stole my blanket last night”
3. A joke via my Staten Island cousin Kippy:
A priest dies and is waiting in line at the Pearly Gates. Ahead of him is a guy who's dressed in sunglasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket and jeans.
Saint Peter addresses this cool guy, "Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?"
The guy replies, "I'm Jack, retired airline pilot from Houston."
Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the pilot, "Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom." The pilot goes into Heaven with his robe and staff.
Next, it's the priest's turn. He stands erect and booms out, "I am Father Bob, pastor of Saint Mary's for the last 43 years."
Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the priest, "Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom."
"Just a minute," says the good father. "That man was a pilot and he gets a silken robe and golden staff and I get only cotton and wood. How can this be?"
"Up here - we go by results," says Saint Peter. "When you preached - people slept. When he flew, people prayed."
4. I have “taken the pledge” and will not shop for anything on Thanksgiving. The more of us who do this the better, for every worker in retail is entitled to the whole day off with her/his families and/or friends.
5. No blog on Thanksgiving. Back again on Friday.