Saturday, February 5, 2011

Gene Robinson's Prayer for Life

May God bless you with discomfort, discomfort at easy answers, half truths and superficial relationships, so that you may live deep within your heart;
May God bless you with anger, anger at injustice, oppression and exploitation of people, so that you may work for justice freedom and peace;
May God bless you with tears, tears to shed for those who suffer from pain, rejection, starvation and war, so that you may reach out your hand to comfort them and turn their pain into joy;
May God bless you with foolishness, enough foolishness to believe that you can make a difference in this world, so that you can do what others claim cannot be done;
May the peace of God which passes all understanding keep your hearts and minds in the knowledge and love of God and his son Jesus Christ our Lord, and may the blessing of God, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit be amongst you and remain with you always. Amen. 
The Rt. Rev. Gene Robinson

Friday, January 7, 2011

"And Can it Be?" ~Charles Wesley's World View

And can it be that I should gain an interest in the Savior's blood?
Died he for me, who caused his pain,  for me who him to death pursued.
Amazing love!  How can it be, that thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

He left his father's throne above, so free, so infinite his grace!
Emptied himself of all, but love, and bled for Adams helpless race! 
Tis mercy all, immense and free, for, oh my God, it found out me.

Long my imprisoned spirit lay fast bound in sin and nature's night.
Mine eye diffused a quickening ray.  I woke.  The dungeon flamed with light!
My chains fell off.  My heart was free.  I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

No condemnation now I dread: Jesus, and all in Him is mine!
Alive in Him, my living Head, and clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach the eternal throne, and claimed the crown through Christ my own.
                                                                                                                 Charles Wesley

Saturday, October 30, 2010

How to be a Mean Mother

A Mean Mother never allows candy or sweets
to take the place of well-balanced meal.

A Mean Mother insists on knowing where her
children are at all times, who their friends
are, and what they do. A Mean Mother breaks
the Child Labor Law by making her children
work ~ washing dishes, making beds,
learning to cook, and doing other cruel and
unpleasant chores.

A Mean Mother makes life miserable for her
offspring by insisting that they always
Tell the truth.

A Mean Mother produces teenagers who are
wiser and more sensible. A Mean Mother
can smile with secret delight and pride
when she hears her own grandchildren
call their parents, “mean.”

What we need now are more
Mean Mothers…and Fathers!

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Langston Hughs' "Mother to Son"


Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor,
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now,
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.

Calling All Angels