I will nonviolently punch anyone who thinks that being a college professor is light work. Nuff said.Here are some things I hope to write about, from the last few weeks. Maybe this weekend, maybe next week:
Albert Schweitzer, whose feast was two weeks ago.
Hildegard von Bingen, whose feast I also missed. I'm teaching some of her story and works next week!
Probably another saint or two.
Fun with Augustine: how I managed to get a group of 21st century undergraduates to get into the writings of Augustine, based on an idea I got in the shower.
One of the many reasons I love my teaching assistants and how the Irish saved civilization (with thanks to Thomas Cahill).
A few Benedictine musings (beginning with a wee post tonight).
Here are some things about which I will not write:
A vast list of matters that are making me cranky and how cranky they are making me.
On and on and on about how delighted I am with the new cat.
Why I think I am going to hate menopause.
The New Orleans meeting of our Episcopal bishops. For that, see various wise and resourceful friends
here (a good roundup of resources)
and here (some perspective, with a biblical springboard)
and here (some more perspective)
and here (prayers offered by a priest of the Global Center).
I will say that I am proud of my bishop, Michael Curry (whom a certain firm-thinking blog has already started excoriating for one of his statements - but I am vowed to Right Speech, a Buddhist practice useful to Christians, which I think I have already violated in this parenthesis), and pray the night prayer of the Church.
O God, your unfailing providence sustains the world we live in and the life we live: Watch over those, both night and day, who work while others sleep, and grant that we may never forget that our common life depends upon each other's toil; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Keep watch, dear Lord, with those who work, or watch, or weep this night, and give your angels charge over those who sleep. Tend the sick, Lord Christ; give rest to the weary, bless the dying, soothe the suffering, pity the afflicted, shield the joyous; and all for your love's sake. Amen.
I will nonviolently punch anyone
ReplyDeleteVery Zen, as Mimi once told me about another saying.
Jane, you should be proud of your bishop. No good deed goes unpunished by that crowd. He should wear their excoriation as a badge of honor.
ReplyDeleteVery Zen, as Mimi once told me about another saying.
Johnieb, did I really say that? That's very good, if I did.
Yes. It was one of the first things you said to me at the Englishman's place, about the title of my blogspace "Donwannadamnedblog": tres charmante, Madame.
ReplyDeleteAlways love this prayer, Jane. Thanks for the reminder.
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