
Earnin’ Points?
Sunday, 11. May 2008It has been a fairly low key weekend here in Lake Gonebelow. I’ve been trying to mind my P’s and Q’s. I’ve done most of the housework, cooking, etc. Last night we had country sausage sandwiches with onions and peppers, fresh asparagus, corn on the cob, with a cannoli and teaberry ice cream for dessert. This morning we had pancakes at her request. For lunch we had shrimp cocktail, garden salad, barbecued pork chops, pasta, and fresh strawberry pie for dessert. I bought a bouquet of flowers. I’ve done the dishes.
I’m either earning pass points (for what, I have no clue) or I’m building my resume for the man of my dreams.
Yesterday I planted the trees from the first part of my order from the Arbor Day folks: pink dogwood, Stewart cherry, mock orange, and (a freebie) red maple. There are white dogwoods and flowering crabapples on order.
My desktop is back in order after the Win XP SP3 debacle of earlier this week. I restored to last Sunday’s bit-image backup. Make weekly back up folks!!! And bit-image backups make for relatively pain free restores!!
This morning I was the liturgist (”assisting minister”, in the current terminology of the denomination). It was, of course, Mother’s Day as well as the Festival of Pentecost today. Liturgists are supplied “default prayers” for the Prayer of the Church (main prayer, usually litany in style), but they are free to add their own. Among them today was one already written as a thanksgiving for mothers, but I also added this prayer of my own (after the style of the others):
“O God, holy parent, you who have gathered us together in your one holy family, grant your blessing on all families, in all the variations in which you have created them. Give us the leading of your Spirit to recognize in families as in all things, the ‘varieties of gifts, but the same Spirit’*. God of Life…” [C: Hear our prayer.]
I’ll leave it to the Spirit to interpret for them what I meant.
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That’s a wrap.
Sending HUGS to all!
*a reference to the Second Lesson of the day from I Corinthians 12.





