October 18, 2004

Be well, do good work, and keep in touch. (TM)

Ferocity:
Yesterday in the love-your-enemies passage of Luke (6?), Pastor S. said that we were to "Love not only the unlovely. Love those who have PURPOSED YOUR UNDOING."

Shoot.

to "Lavish them with love, good, mercy, Kindness, compassion, even has your heavenly Father has lavished these things on you." That at his deepest moment of agony, he said "Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do!"

We worship a very humble servant, friends.

Besides which, I think the part of the Lord's prayer "Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who have trespassed against us" should cause me to fear for my life. Or, start learning the meaning of Forgiveness.

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Felicity:
the coolest thing I've heard today: My dad joined a hammer dulcimer club and is playing classical music with other hammer dulcimerists! I support this outlet for a midlife crisis! Hammer dulcimers! Okay!

Coolest thing I've seen today: grown man walking about in parking garage with metal Scooby Doo lunch pail.

Coolest thing in general: Completion of desk furniture! Hoorah!

Cool thing I've read today:

Poem: "Break of Day," by Galway Kinnell. c/o the Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor

Break of Day

He turns the light on, lights
the cigarette, goes out on the porch,
chainsaws a block of green wood down the grain,
chucks the pieces into the box stove,
pours in kerosene, tosses in the match
he has set fire to the next cigarette with,
stands back while the creosote-lined, sheet-
metal rust-lengths shudder but just barely
manage to direct the cawhoosh in the stove—
which sucks in ash motes through gaps
at the bottom and glares out fire blaze
through overburn-cracks at the top—
all the way to the roof and up out through into
the still starry sky starting to lighten,
sits down to a bowl of crackers and bluish milk
in which reflections of a 40-watt ceiling bulb
appear and disappear, eats, contemplates
an atmosphere containing kerosene stink,
chainsaw smoke, chainsmoke, wood smoke, wood heat,
gleams of the 40-watt ceiling bulb bobbing in blue milk.


Posted by hackenstar at October 18, 2004 09:40 AM
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