Tuesday, October 6th, 2009


Found this at “The Sarcastic Lutheran.”  I believe Nadia (Bolz-Weber) was writing about herself:

OMG, I think I’m BelkerHillstreetblues

 

You know how in police dramas like Barney Miller or Hill Street Blues all the cops are hanging around the station and they either have on police uniforms or shirts and ties?  But there is always that one undercover guy who looks like the last thing he is is a cop?  He is totally a cop, he just doesn’t look like it, which actually helps him do his job. Well, last night as I was heading out the door to go to a synod meeting with a bunch of other Lutheran pastors  I realized “I’m that guy”.

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I found this (so did Dean Baker) at the Daily Episcopalian on Episcopal Cafe:

Outside looking in

By George Clifford

In downtown San Francisco, an abandoned building has furniture, including a refrigerator, sofa, chair, and lamp, hanging out of windows and otherwise attached to the exterior. The building has stood that way for years, with colorful murals decorating the sheets of plywood placed around the ground level to keep people out. I do not know the building’s story, whether the perpetrator(s) intended it as an artistic statement or something else. (more…)

Jim Richardson posted this poem by Stephen Dunn (by way of his friend Karen).  We spent some time in the marsh this past summer near Brigantine, looking at the birds, and this brings back those memories for me: (more…)

My wife Anne found a lovely Advent prayers of the people from New Song Episcopal Church in Coralville Iowa.  I know it’s probably early for this (though we are beginning our plans for Advent now), but if you are interested, you can find it here.

I have to admit, I’ve never been all that interested in William Tyndale. (more…)

Well, the daily office always gives me things to ponder in my life.  Yesterday, we heard about king Manasseh of Israel in the 21st chapter of II Kings.  He ruled from age 12 (I believe the year before he would have reached his majority – but maybe that’s a later tradition).  I wonder if his mother, or others, set the tone for his rule.  In any case, he ruled until he was 67 – quite a respectable age in those days. (more…)