Saturday, 6 August 2016

My praying Dog

As I worked on my sermon for August 7th Penne took herself alongside me to pray for me

Or maybe she was modeling the snoozes of tomorrow's congregation.

Friday, 5 August 2016

No religion today. No politics today..

NO religion.

NO politics.

BUT on Facebook "everyone" likes catses.

Ada (top), Adelaide (bottom),  Well fed and relaxed..

Thursday, 4 August 2016

First in Sarasota, FL?

A few will soon be available at St. Boniface Church.

Tuesday, 2 August 2016

Singing of God, with new, provocative and powerful images.

Text by Brian Wren. Tune WESTCHASE by Carlton Young. 

Brian Wren

Aspects of the divine are revealed in our maleness, femaleness, youth and age in a moving, growing matrix of life in God.

Bring many names, beautiful and good,
celebrate, in parable and story,
holiness in glory, living, loving God.
Hail and hosanna! Bring many names!

Strong mother God, working night and day,
planning all the wonders of creation,
setting each equation, genius at play:
Hail and hosanna, strong mother God!

Warm father God, hugging every child,
feeling all the strains of human living,
caring and forgiving till we're reconciled:
Hail and hosanna, warm father God!

Old, aching God, grey with endless care,
calmly piercing evil's new disguises,
glad of good surprises, wiser than despair:
Hail and hosanna, old aching God!

Young, growing God, eager, on the move,
saying no to falsehood and unkindness,
crying out for justice, giving all you have:
Hail and hosanna, young, growing God!

Great, living God, never fully known,
joyful darkness far beyond our seeing,
closer yet than breathing, everlasting home:
Hail and hosanna, great, living God!

Monday, 1 August 2016

Take Donald Trump seriously, stop the cheap shots.

Liberals  (such as I) and Centrist Conservatives must do more than write off Donald Trump as a laughable aberration.

That scorn and derision comes from the  elitist thinking by which Liberals and Centrist Conservatives think that they know best, and that any wise person should share think similarly.

We must take what Trump says with all due seriousness, and rather than mocking him ( and thereby dissing  a large segment of the electorate)  we should present  clear and cogent critical  alternatives to his views.

Simply saying that "Trump is wrong" is not an honest or viable way of winning an election.  The "Brexit" parallels are striking.

\I offer the views of Glenn Greenwald and Stephen Cohen.

Agree with them or not (that's your choice) do read or listen to what they have to say.

Glenn Greenwald

As always, remember that I am not the messenger, I am merely the transmitter of the message.  Thus your critiques should be directed to Greenwald and Cohen, and not to me!

Sunday, 31 July 2016

Hard Times Come Again No More

My dear brother Martyn and I chatted this afternoon about the "sad songs"  which sustain us in the time of grief.

For Martyn it has been  "All Over the World", as sung by Francois Hardy

For me it has been "Somewhere Along the Road"  as sung by Steeeleye Span


There's another "sad song" which came to mind today.  It is "Hard Times Again No More", written by the great American song writer Stephen Foster  wrongly accused (in my opinion) of being a racist on account of his song "Swanee River". .  I think that he was a romantic, he never visited the South).

Stephen Foster

Here is the text of "Hard Times Again No More"

Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears
While we all sup sorrow with the poor
There's a song that will linger forever in our ears;
Oh, hard times come again no more


'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary
Hard times, hard times come again no more
Many days you have lingered
Around my cabin door
Oh hard times come again no more

While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay
There are frail forms fainting at the door
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say;
Oh, hard times come again no more


There's a pale sorrowed maiden who toils her life away
With a worn heart whose better days are o'er
Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day
Oh, hard times come again no more


'Tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave
'Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
'Tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave
Oh, hard times come again no more


Here it is as sung by Thomas Hampson, accompanied by Jay Ungar, Molly Mason and David Alpher.

My late friend the Revd. Dr. C. Michael Thornburg introduced me to "Hard Times Come Again No More"