Showing posts from November, 2006

Recreating the Church

This is an idea that seems to float about in the emergent conversation. These words get bandied about. For example, Makeesha writes: "Can we create a new and more effective Body of Christ that better glorifies the multifaceted beauty of our Living Lord?"

From an Orthodox perspective, any such question MUST be approached in the forum of personal repentance, I think. I have to ask: Can I become a new and more effective servant of Christ who better glorifies the multifaceted beauty of my Living Lord? And that is why I go to confession. And that I way I engage in the ancient disciplines of the Church. That is why I learn to fast, pray and give alms both in time and money. That is why there are intercessory prayers offered up on behalf of all.

But the idea of recreating the Church...this doesn't sit well with me. Who are we, to take such power into our own hands? Who are we to stand in such judgment on our brothers and sisters? Because the Church is not just the…

Taking on the Hydra

I've decided to educate myself about all this somewhat new-fangled "Emergent/Emerging" stuff. I got some friends, you see, and have been engaging in coffee shop discussions. New words like "missional" come up on a fairly regular basis. It's time I find out just what my new friends are talking about.

I say "somewhat new-fangled" because it was Eleven years ago that I graduated seminary, and this stuff was nowhere on the radar screen back then. I seem to have escaped into Eastern Orthodoxy just in time. But I will admit that I've studiously avoided the rumblings in the blogosphere these past few years. I realize I'm not hip, or up to date, and quite honestly, if asked, I'd be hard pressed to give a definition of just what it means to be "post modern". Does secretly wishing I had a tatoo count? I doubt it. And dang it, I own neither an ipod nor a laptop (but my husband does).

And without actually going out and spending…


You see, I've had the same hairstyle since Junior High. That was 1982. Well, to be precise I've had the same three hair-do's since Junior High. Either it's shoulder length or longer with some layers (also known as growing out a short haircut) or it's a bob of some form...or something in between. The only variation has been length. I never had the "Rachel" or that cute flippy hair cut that is so "thirtysomethingmomish". No variety, no updates...nothing to be done.

Until now. I always despaired that my hair (which is not the MOST curly hair in the world, but is very very stubborn in its own right) was the sort of hair that I would style and then as soon as I go out into humidity or weather it reverts to it's evil curly incarnation. Until now.

Enter, the ceramic plated wonder by Revlon that has become my new best friend!

Before (which of course has to be taken with NO MAKEUP and a fairly ugly shirt:

And After. This literally took me…

My Weekend in Chicago

Heard on Sunday morning at All Saint's Orthodox Church in Chicago:

"Today the Virgin cometh, cometh unto the cave, to give birth to the Word, who was born before all ages. Begotten in a manner that defies description. Rejoice therefore O Universe, if thou shouldst hear and glorify with the angels and the shepherds. Glorify Him, who by his will shall become a new born babe, and who is our God, before all ages."

Seen under an overpass: A water mark, surrounded by flowers, turned into a shrine, that looked remarkably like a water mark and not very much at all like this:

Also seen:

U-505 captured by the American's off the coast of Africa during WW2, the capture of which brought into our hands the enigma code machine and 900 pounds of code books and documents, helping to win the war on that front. I have a thing for submarines, so this was very very cool!

His name is Nick!

And he's been living naked in my sewing cabinet for quite some time now. I made him last spring, I think. Today he got an outfit, and will be coming to Chicago with us, and gifted to my nephew, who is turning two. Young enough for a "boy doll" I think. Timely, since he'll be a big brother next summer.

The coveralls are from old shirt scraps of my husband's.

And yes, the consensus of the relatives is that I should bring the germs with me to I will. No fever this morning, but after lunch my temp started climbing again. Now that Nick's outfit is finished, I think I'll go take a nap.

Oh, and my pumpkin cheesecake is BEEE-U-TEE-FUL!

Should I stay or should I go?????

I got the flu. The gut clenching, 101.5 fever (which is more like 102.5 for me, since I tend to have a low body temperature), will-myself-not-to-vomit, black tea 'n toast kind of flu.

And according to multiple friends and accquaintances who have/had it, it's a doozy that won't just go away in a day or two.

The pediatric version seems to be limited to dia...I can't ever spell that word...and/or vomiting with no fever. The adult version seems to be what I have. So all the kids had their diawhatever last week and seem to be over it. No one slowed down in the least whilst affected.

I thought I had a quickie version because last Friday I woke up with bad nausea and all that goes with it, but as the day wore on, I was better. So my weekend was normal. Then yesterday at the crack, there is was again. This time with a vengeance and a fever.

Problem is, my sister is having her baby today and I was supposed to Doula! Waaaah. No question. I'm not going anywhere …

Old Song Lyrics On My Mind

There is no better place
than to be here and to look upon Your face
In your Church
or all alone
no better place than to be before Your throne
God of comfort
Lord of mercy
Love that knows no bounds
I adore You
worship and bow down
worship and bow down

--From the Cassette "High Praise" by Don Francisco from back in the late 1980's.

Fun Meme

One word, and only one word, so here goes!

Yourself: Creative
Your partner: Lovable
Your hair: curly
Your Mother: outspoken
Your Father: bearded
Your Favorite Item: varies
Your dream last night: insomnia
Your Favorite Drink: Wine
Your Dream Car: paid
Your Dream Home: clean
The Room You Are In: bedrofficom
Your Ex: gone
Your fear: foolishness
Where you Want to be in Ten Years? healthy
Who you hung out with last night: Molly
What You're Not: Outgoing
Muffins: Cranberry
One of Your Wish List Items: Patristics
Time: bandits
The Last Thing You Did: reading
What You Are Wearing: mismatched
Your favorite weather: crispy
Your Favorite Book: romance
Last thing you ate: triscuits
Your Life: quiet
Your mood: lazy
Your Best Friends: precious
What are you thinking about right now: people
Your car: black
What are you doing at the moment: blogging
Your summer: poolside
Relationship status: Married
What is on your tv: Nothing
What is the weather like: Cool
When is the last time you laughed: yesterday

First Snow

A runty Kentucky snow, but oh how the kids are excited! It will probably be done by noon, but nonetheless they are some giddy kids.

I've already been reprimanded for not having hot cocoa mix on hand.

And THIS fascinates me:

""Treeologist" L. H. "Dick" Frymire of Irvington in Breckingridge County using a handed down, top secret formula, has studied the leaves, bark and interior readings of his Japanese maple weather tree, along with decades of weather data, in compiling his day-to-day snow predictions for the Ohio Valley and parts of the Mississippi Valley, give or take two days depending on your location:" has predicted "tracking snow" for November 19th. Today is November 20th. This prediction was published in September, I think. I printed it off of the local Library website from an article posted there.

Interesting. Very very interesting!

These Days

Just nothing much to write about that's blog worthy. No big thoughts. Just lots of quiet and snuggly blankets while fall pelts against the windows and I sit a crochet, or talk to my kids.

They grow so fast. My eldest is proving as adept at hand crafts as I am, and has fashioned a clever and lovely pair of mittens with some yarn and a crochet hook. I've been crocheting lately, too, like I mentioned.

My current project: Inspired by a century old pattern, and with finely spun recycled wool yarn ($2.50 sweater from the thrift store unraveled. A GREAT way to get cheap yarn in natural fibers!) of a soft fawn color I am making a shawl. Irish crochet crackle stitch with roses and rose leaf motifs.

How To: What I do is make the edging, then baste that to a piece of fabric or pattern paper ( plan on using a sheet, it won't come to any harm in the process). Then I baste the motifs where I want them, then connect them all with irregular chains and picots. When all is done…

Book Review: Straight Up, by Lisa Samson

I don't normally do book reviews on this blog. But I promised I would, so here goes: Straight Up by Lisa Samson can definitely be categorized as Christian fiction, but it's a different sort of Christian fiction from the normal, smarmy and preachy fare that I at least associate with the genre.

The story features several very interesting characters: an alcoholic Jazz musician, some radical Christians living their faith close to the streets, transformation, surrender and some really good cobbler and perhaps a surprise ending. The plot is anything but formulaic (which is refreshing, to say the least) and the prose is brilliant.

The brain bender for me in all this, is that the book is set in my corner of Lexington, KY. How cool is THAT? By the end of the book I felt like I should be able to put on my sneakers, walk a mile and meet the characters in their haunts.

I was up very late at night turning the pages of this book by Lisa Samson. It's one that somehow preaches wi…

McDonalds and Me

As many who know me, or who read this blog know, I've been on a health journey for the past few years. Of course, compared to many I am very much a novice. As of this writing, for instance, I have no plans to give up artificial sweeteners, but I do limit and vary what I use. My favorite by far is not even an AS, but is a natural product called stevia. Unfortunately, it only is good for things like drinks...and is hideous in cooking. Fortunately, homemade low carb meatloaf does not require Splenda or stevia or anything else like that, and neither does a nice vat of vegetables. You get my drift.

I had this epiphany one time. I don't remember if it was in my pre-sugar free/caffeine free/low or smart carb days or my post-sf/cf/lc days. But this memory lurks:

I was in the drive through. I HAD to have a snack (this is a good indicator that it took place BEFORE I got my hypoglycemia under control). I looked in the rear view mirror and in the car behind me was a very chubb…

He Got a Job!

A job is a good thing. It means Thanksgiving, Christmas, and the ability to blog more in the coming months! As you can see, my priorities are so very very straight.

For those in our parish: Molieben (Thanksgiving prayers) offered at 6:15 pm this Saturday, before Vespers.

The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob

I've been preparing Sunday School lessons for the teachers each week this fall, since Sunday School started last September. We are working out way through Genesis, and I am humbled. I'm the "storyteller" and then the kids break up into age groups and have some activities with their teachers. I've been doing a little work up each week on the story and if I can find it, patristic commentary, and hearing how these stories are presented in other Orthodox materials for kids.

I stand in awe at the faith of Abraham, Enoch, Noah, Isaac, etc. These people had a trust in God far greater than mine, and I am humbled. They were waiting on the promise, and I HAVE the promise, yet I am in awe.

How can Adam carry on upon the earth by the sweat of his brow after knowing paradise?
How can Seth fill his brother Abel's shoes?
How can Enoch walk with God?
How can Noah build a boat on dry land?
How can Abraham leave his family to go live among wicked pagans?
How can Isaac lay d…