Life Along the Orthodox Way
from an Orthodox perspective. Worth the read.
Part of the failure of marriage is that we treat it as a commodity we can discard when it no longer pleases us. The ceremonies people use often reflect this, services shaped to reflect the customers current needs, events rather than sacraments, and a show over and above the worship of the God who makes two one.
Jesus will return when He returns. The times and dates are not ours to know and everyone who has speculated about the topic has one thing in common, they were wrong. Maybe if all the Christians of the world, especially America, saw the troubles of the world not as an opportunity to engage in meaningless end time speculation but rather a call to holy living and reaching out to those in need things would be different.
when it comes to football teams. I’ve just never been able to stick with one and commit. Don’t know why that is but its roots run deep.
As a kid in Wisconsin I was a Packer fan, even met Ray Nitschke at a local store. But by about 1970 I was actively courting the Dolphins because I liked their uniforms and the fact that it was sunny when they played, even in the winter.
Moving to Minnesota in my middle teens I started rooting for the Vikings but my passions soon drifted, to the Cleveland Browns until their fans decided to throw beer bottles on the field after a disputed call, then the Packers for a while just to tick off the swells here in Minnesota, and then the Colts because I admired Tony Dungy.
Last year it was the Packers again and this year the Lions because I felt they were a team that needed fans and was frankly better than their record would indicate. Besides my cats all root for “cat” teams.
See, in a world where people live and die and can literally be buried in team colored caskets I just bounce along with whatever strikes my fancy. I’ve often wondered whether this is just about not wanting to bear the cruddy feelings that come when you’re a real fan and your team tanks. Perhaps its about simply not feeling at home anywhere. Maybe my imagination just won’t let me focus in on one team. I’m still working to figure it out.
Until I do my football love is just a fleeting thing, unencumbered by the traditional morals of the NFL. Yep, I guess its true. When it comes to football I’m just a floozy.
the gift of being able to fall asleep like a cat!
Take care of your soul like you’ll die tomorrow. Take care of your body like you’ll live for many more years.
like losing weight I actually have a serious one I’ll put some effort into making happen. I’m hoping to turn off the TV and rekindle (although I actually own a Nook) my love of reading. I’m already working through the Philokalia, Lives of the English Saints, and Gulliver’s Travels (I like to read a number of books at once).
In 2011 I resolve to be even more humble than I was in 2010. Smile.
that in the order of things in our house she who opens the cans is definitely the first prize as the cats settle their sleeping arrangements. He who only occasionally opens the cans, that’s me, goes to the loser. Sigh.
traveling the www and sampling music. I guess I’ll never stop being amazed by God, by music, and the songs within. Presuming, by God’s grace, I make safely to the far side of Jordan I hope I can play world without end, amen.
