 Kandinsky, "Winter Landscape" 1909 It's Epiphany. What are you seeing in a new light? Third Advent  Tom Thompson, "Moonlight in Fall, 1914" Advent Two You, God, who live next door--
If at times, through the long night, I trouble you with my urgent knocking-- this is why: I hear you breathe so seldom. I know you're all alone in that room. If you should be thirsty, there's no one to get you a glass of water. I wait listening, always. Just give me a sign! I'm right here. As it happens, the wall between ius is very thin. Why couldn't a cry from one of us break it down? It would crumble easily, it would barely make a sound. I,6 by Rainer Maria Rilke translation by Anita Barrows & Joanna Macy “Hurry,” by Marie Howe,
We stop at the dry cleaners and the grocery store and the gas station and the green market and Hurry up honey, I say, hurry, her blue jacket unzipped and her socks rolled down. Where do I want her to hurry to? To her grave? To mine? Where one day she might stand all grown? Today, when all the errands are finally done, I say to her, Honey I'm sorry I keep saying Hurry— you walk ahead of me. You be the mother. And, Hurry up, she says, over her shoulder, looking back at me, laughing. Hurry up now darling, she says, hurry, hurry, taking the house keys from my hands. for Advent Two Saint Benedict of Nursia c. 543  Benedetto Portinari Triptych, by Hans Memling. "Birds, though you long have ceased to build, guard the nest that must be filled. Even the hour when wings are frozen God for fledgling time has chosen. People look East and sing today: Love the bird is on the way. " from "People, look East" hymn for Advent II  "If the chickadees coming to the feeder are fluffed fat as tennis balls the temperature is in the low thirties, plenty cold enough for a muffler." Hal Borland
"Most high, omnipotent, good Lord, grant your people the grace to renounce gladly the vanities of this world; that, following the way of blessed Francis, we may, for love of you, delight in your whole creation with perfectness of joy; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, on God, for ever and ever. Amen." The Collect of the Day Pentecost Fare: The Tree Song I saw a tree by the riverside one day as I walked along, Straight as an arrow, And pointing to the sky, growing tall and strong. How do you grow so tall and strong?" I said to the riverside tree. This is the song my tree friend sang to me. I have roots growing down to the water. I have leaves reaching up to the sunshine. And, the fruit that I bear is the sign of the life in me. I am shade from the hot summer sundown. I am nests for the birds of the heaven. I'm becoming what the maker of trees Has meant me to be: a strong, young, tree. I saw a tree in the wintertime, when show lay on the ground. Straight as an arrow and pointing to the Sky and the winter winds blew all around. " How do you grow so straight and tall?" I said to my wintertime tree. This is the song that my tree friend sang to me: I've got roots growing down to the water. I've got leaves growing up to the sunshine. And, the fruit that I bear is a sign of the life in me. I am shade from the hot summer sundown. I am nests for the birds of the heavens. I'm becoming what the maker of trees Has meant me to be: a strong young tree." I saw a tree in the city streets where buildings blocked the sun. Green and lovely, I could see it gave joy to everyone. How do you grow in the city streets?" I said to my downtown tree. This is the song that my tree friend sang to me: I've got roots growing down to the water. I've got leaves growing up to the sunshine. And, the fruit that I bear is a sign of the life in me. I am shade from the hot summer sundown. I am nests for the birds of the heavens. I'm becoming what The Maker of Trees Has meant me to be: a strong, young, tree." Written by Ken Medema arranged by Robert Sterling Pairs so nicely with....   "Groundhog Day," Andrew Wyeth Groundhog Day
"...Early tribesmen credited various animals with the ability to forecast weather. The Egyptians relied on bears. Early Europeans turned to wolves for prophecies. In England they put their faith in otters and badgers. Early English colonists in America, never skilled in identification, mistook woodchucks for badgers, which often were called groundhogs in England. The badger was the Candlemas forecaster in England, so the American marmot inherited the prophet's mantle. And just to round out the tangle of identities, the name 'woodchuck' came from the Algonquin wejac, which meant fisher, a cousin of the weasel." Hal Borland |
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"Perhaps this is one of the secrets of life--to know 'glory' when we see it."
~ Charlotte Mason
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