I’ve been rereading some T S Eliot recently. Studied him at uni. Have loved ‘The Wasteland‘ ever since. I have found the passage that alludes to the Road to Emmaus very moving lately. It comes near the end of the poem. The hope of new life after the dry, dry desert, the monotony and banality of city life… and then some! I love that bit about ‘the white road’:
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“Who is the third who walks always beside you?
When I count, there are only you and I together
But when I look ahead up the white road
There is always another one walking beside you
Gliding wrapped in a brown mantle, hooded
I do not know whether a man or a woman
–But who is that on the other side of you?”
When someone dies Christians often say that they have ‘gone home’ – as in gone to be with their heavenly father. I hope that’s true. I believe that we return to the universe (which I believe was created by God – some entity that is eternal and infinite, I guess) and become another form of energy – a light in the universe, weightless, a riotous mass of light, colour and energy.
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Sad times in our church. A man who was connected to our church – a pastor at a neighbouring church but within our group, died on Sunday after a short battle with a rare and aggressive form of cancer. He was 39.
I only met him once – last year – but his story had a profound effect on me. He said of himself:
“For several years I struggled with addiction while living. I was a thief a liar and addict, no one could trust me and I very nearly threw my own life away. When I hit rock bottom, Jesus took a hold of my life and turned it around completely. ”
He and his wife had five children. One died two years ago. Now this pastor has gone too. He still died in faith. Remarkable.
I am on a fast from Facebook! No liking, sharing, posting, commenting except on my business page or the pages of clients. It’s harder than I thought. I aim for two weeks.
Will be interesting to see what else I do with the time I would be frittering away on Facebook. I could be resting, praying, working, blogging or talking to the dog.
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Have heard a couple of anti-Muslim comments from people in my branch of the church this week. What a turn-off. This bothers me ‘cos I come from a racially diverse town myself, am myself not wholly English, and I live in a culturally diverse university city now. Sometimes I wonder what the flippin’ heck I am doing in this type of church and consider migrating to a more liberal one. But then… I do really like some of the people – many of them, in fact – at my church.
One day I may defect but for now I will stick with My Church.
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Why is that I can express anger about my ex but when my mum does it totally riles me?
My friend – let’s call her Tina – can dis him (she doesn’t even know him but she’s emotionally bright) and I don’t mind but when my mum does it sounds mealy-mouthed. She doesn’t actually say anything negative about him, it’s more her tone of voice. That disapproving, small town, victim-like whine.
This is Not America, as David Bowie once sang.
We had the bishop preaching to us tonight. He is from America. I did not take to his style of preaching AT ALL. Hated it. Very OTT, theatrical, loud and showy.
Fortunately my companions from Life Group felt the same.
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Am starting up a Christian business club with a guy friend from church! We have been talking about it for around a month or more but the idea was first mooted back in August 2013. Signed up my first member today! The club/network will cover all churches within, roughly, a 20 – 30 mile radius of my town. Really hope it takes off.
Read some disquieting statistics about the chances of finding love again as a 40+ divorcee. I may as well check into the Carmelite monastery. It’s even worse for Christian women.
I have tried to counter these statistics with examples from real life: women I know who have found love again at a certain age.
Also reports say that most women initiate divorce. However, this does not mean that divorce is THEIR choice. Often it is because the women have always done the admin work in the family or the husband has simply jumped ship and, in the case of a few friends of mine, is living in la la land. If the woman did not initiate divorce then nothing would get resolved,
Spoke to a really nice woman from the Salvation Army last night while I was away on my ten day stint in the town where my church is. She told me that the church had disapproved to a friend letting out a room in her house to a male lodger. The reasoning was that she is a single person and he was too.
This makes no sense to me and neither did it to the Salvation Army lady. I think this shows a lack of trust in my friend. We are capable of setting our own boundaries.
I have had three male lodgers in the last 2- 3 years. Nothing untoward has happened with any of them. One was Iranian, the current one has a girlfriend and the previous one is gay. Blimey, the church would have a field day with that one.
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I have spent the last week house and cat sitting in the small town where my church is. It’s been an eye-opener.
I have not felt lonely at all, even though I have not seen a great many people. Just knowing that people from church are near has been a comfort. One of the pastors and his wife and children lives next door which helps. OTOH, while the change of scenery has been most welcome – and the scenery is marvellous – I suspect that living here as a single person with a chronic illness and who works from home would be pretty dull. I might be wrong, but that’s my guess.
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I had a situation recently in the realms of romantic fantasy. Let’s just say that not only am I hoist by my own petard but God is having a flippin’ laugh at me now. Honestly, it is that ridiculous the contrast between me and this other female I’d roll around on the floor laughing if I could summon up the energy.
God, you are testing my patience now, big time! Never mind the two decades plus of illness this takes the biscuit!