Memories of King’s College Chapel. ‘The General Confession’ from the Alcuin Club’s ‘Illustrations of the Liturgy’. 1912.
Let them hate, so long as they misquote. — Machiavelli.
I know I’m not supposed to play in this dumpster, but those people look like they’re having a REALLY good time.
Check it out! It’s Lego GOB!
Dismantling the Easter Garden: Who will roll away the stone? It seems to be the Curate’s job…
If I ever felt inclined to start playing the lottery, I would always pick the numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6.
I’d have the exact same chances of winning (or, more likely, losing) as everyone else, but if I ever won, SOMEONE would think it’s a much bigger news story.
The other evening, while waiting in line in the supermarket, I saw strawberry-scented USB drives with the other ‘impulse’ items.
Astoundingly, this is an actual thing. Maxell makes six different scented drives: in apple, chocolate, strawberry, lemon, orange, and mint.
I’m not sure which is worse: thinking to yourself ‘Sure, this USB drive is a handy tool, but it just doesn’t smell good enough’ or suddenly having this epiphany while you’re waiting in line at the checkout.
Last night I got a key and started transporting three carloads of boxes from storage in one house to storage in the other, while we wait for flooring to be replaced and refinished. It’s literally just Christmas decorations and empty wine bottles at this point, but the important thing is that we’ve started moving.
Property Committee tells me that there will be a ‘flurry’ of contractor work beginning next week. Once we’ve gotten some plastering and painting done on the second floor, we’ll probably even be moving books and bedroom-type stuff.
To be fair, I haven’t shared a lot of details on this big adventure, but the Cathedral is moving us to a bigger house across the street. Our current house is slated to be part of the quote-unquote Parish Hall Complex redevelopment, and rather than wait until the bulldozers show up, we’re taking the opportunity to move into another house owned by the Church, rather than have to live on a housing allowance. We still get to live downtown, even closer to the Cathedral, and the new house is going to be darned exciting.
It’s being converted back to residential use after about ten years’ use as office space, but most of the work that needs doing is just cosmetic. ‘Before’ pictures to follow…
[I thought this one was all over the place, but people seemed to like it. Sometimes I think people can’t tell the difference between me preaching well, and me hamming it up. Go figure.]
John began his Gospel with echoes of the beginning of Genesis: ‘In the beginning was the Word.’ He goes on after his Prologue to set the scene for the beginning of Jesus’ ministry with a seven-day period of gathering disciples around himself, just as in the Book of Genesis, God sets the stage for the whole of human history with a seven-day period of creation. This is not coincidence.
…There is almost nothing about ‘going to heaven when you die’ in the whole New Testament. Being ‘citizens of heaven’ (Philippians 3.20) doesn’t mean you’re supposed to end up there. Many of the Philippians were Roman citizens, but Rome didn’t want them back when they retired. Their job was to bring Roman culture to Philippi. — N.T. Wright (1948- ). Surprised by Hope.