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I wonder what would happen in the Current Anglican Unpleasantness if there were more poetry and less doctrinal disputation.It could only improve things, in my rarely very humble opinion.
Well, yes. I was being rhetorical, though I was also inviting speculation.Nice to have you stop by. I've missed all y'all here -- it's been a little lonely and comment-less around Acts of Hope recently. Maybe people could tell I was feeling crabby, but honestly, I'm less crabby now. Or maybe it's Dante who's bringing out the folks now.Still overworked at school, but have gotten some rest at last and having a writing day today. (With a couple of blogging breaks ;-).)
P.S. Rarely very humble opinions are just fine around here.
The archives at CDSP have Massey Shepherd's entire collection of Dante. I used to thumb through the different volumes when I was Archive Boy.
I've been keeping up, but haven't felt like saying much. I was in a depressive spell for about a week, but am coming out of it the last couple of days.Besides, I thought you were spending all yer time on sneezing, snuffling, schoolwork, and obeying yer cat; I hate to jiggle anyone's elbow when they're having such fun.
Johnie my brother -- I didn't mean to guilt-trip you or anyone. It sounds like we all have the fall blues; and you have grief in addition to it all. Yeah, lots of fun sneezing, snuffling, and schoolwork. The cat's the only good part. And reading Psalms in the morning. I exaggerate: there are some good things going on, but the work load and exhaustion have been wearing.Thanks again for stopping by. Don't speak if you don't want to. Be well. Let's keep each other (and everyone else) in prayer.
I don't think I felt guilt-tripped, and, even if so, not a problem.
Honey, you're talking to a woman who once preached a sermon on giving up guilt for Lent.
It also reminds us that often our best theologians are the poets.Amen.Re guilt. Sometimes I feel that I'm nothing but a big blob of ambulatory guilt.
Didn't I see that sermon around the 'net? Maybe at the Witness archives?
Hmm. I don't think so, because I think it was a First Sunday of Lent sermon -- but I do have two Ash Wednesday things up (one here and one in The Witness archives, or both The Witness and here) so maybe there is something there. My memory fails me in this post-Pentecost season.
Maybe this is the time to confess I did some digging in the archives at both places when I first became acquainted with this blog?
No confession needed. Everyone is always Googling everyone else these days, so poking around public archives is nothing unusual.Now, back to Dante.
I had no idea! How wonderful.
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