Friday, December 18, 2020

Overcoming the anxiety

 (all opinions here are mine and mine only)

We went to Costco this week.

I have a Visa card through Costco and every year I get a check back for using it. This year was $268. Next year will be more.

Since this year's check would expire at the end of the year, we went to spend some of it.

I was terrified.

I don't mind going to the super market or the drug store, but the thought of going into a crowded big-box store was messing with my mind.

I don't know when I got anxious about Covid and certainly don't know when that will go away--but it is very real.

We even went the week before but the parking lot was so full I convinced Bern not to go in.

Oh, what a relief that was!

But then I heard on NPR that big-box stores, because of their size and height and ventilation, were safer than most stores.

So we went.

I gave them the check at check out and they gave me the change in cash. I guess you could just go in and cash it.

I'm glad we went. I breathed a little easier.

Joy on The View, said she was 'furious' at people over the virus. And the most of her fury was that everyone wasn't 'furious'.

I agree with her. A mayor in Kansas resigned because she got death threats over a mask mandate.

What is wrong with people?

It's not much to ask: wear a mask, socially distance, wash your hands. I'm furious that people can't do such simple things....

 

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Wednesday, December 16, 2020

The snow has arrived

(all opinions here are mine and mine only)

I love New England until nights like this.

I almost fell on the deck taking Brigit out to pee at 9 p.m.

She ran down, peed and ran back and still needed the snow toweled off her. She's a rescue from Georgia and doesn't much care for snow.

We've been warned for days that it was coming. I went out and bought two flashlights in case we lose power.

I got my boots out for tomorrow.

Our neighbor, Mark, uses a snow-blower on the driveway, but we have to clear the walk out to the driveway and clean off our car and truck and hopefully put them somewhere so he can blow the snow.

And it's as cold as it's been yet.

New England spring and autumn, I love. I can make it through summer fine--though I don't love it.

But winter?

Take me to the West Indies for Winter....

 

 

Monday, December 14, 2020

It's over...wait, I said that before...

(all opinions here are mine and mine alone)

Today the electoral college delegates cast their votes--and guess what, Joe Biden won.

Several Republican senators, who hadn't before (including, of all people, Lindsey Graham!) admitted that Joe was the President-elect.

Lord knows, I could be wrong, but I think it is finally, finally over. Republican House members might object to verifying the electors, but they are in a minority and the Republican Senators have more sense than to do that.

I've never lived through an election as divisive and contentious and as threatening to the tenants of democracy as this has been.

And I hope I never do again.

We must turn the page, step ahead, move on...however you want to say it...to a new administration and a new chance to come together in a way we haven't been able to in the last 4 years.

Our way of life and our country depends on us doing that.

So we must. We must.

 

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Sunday, December 13, 2020

Advent III sermon

(Bryan preached a wondrous sermon today on Advent III. See it on Emmanuel Church's web sight). But here's one I preached years ago to add to that.)

ADVENT III 2008

 

        It is Advent—a time of waiting and preparing and getting ready.

        We are waiting and preparing for the Babe of Bethlehem, for Emmanuel (God with us). For the coming of the Lord.

        Advent is a time a deep darkness, long nights, strange dreams and the telling of stories around the fire that gives us light in the midst of Darkness.

        I have three stories today, to give us Hope and Wonder and Optimism in the darkest time of the year.

        And before those stories, we must look at today’s gospel lesson.

 

        John Baptist was a man sent by God to witness to the Light. Those around him wondered where his testimony came from.

        “Are you Messiah?” they asked.

        “Are you Elijah?” they inquired.

        “Are you a prophet of God?” they quizzed him.

        “No! No! and once more No!” he responded. “I only ‘point’ to the One you seek,” he told them. “And he is here already, just look around….”

 

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        So, my stories around the fire….My stories to bring you hope and wonder and optimism in the Darkest time of the year.

        I tell these stories because we—you and I—are not only preparing for and anticipating the Child to be born for us…we are looking into our future as a Parish Church in the Darkest Time of the Year.

        Your Vestry has worked and struggled to manage our future life with reduced resources. St. John’s endowment—which provides much of our income—has been reduced by some 40% by the recent economic crisis. The budget for 2009 is almost a 20% reduction from this year. We are in a Wilderness Time. We must make adjustments. And…and…we must call upon ourselves to be as Hopeful and Wondrous and Powerful as we truly are.

 

        Three stories then.

        One of the members of our Chorister Academy—a young girl—has started collecting bottles and cans and turning them in to make money for the Choristers. We got a donation last week. It was only a few dollars, but the intent of her work is an example of Light and Hope for us all. She realizes, in a way we all need to embrace, that what we DO as a church—our mission and ministry—requires all our creativity and work and generosity to support. We need to learn from her…You and Me and all of us….

 

        The night I informed the Friday Night AA meeting that we are cutting back on the evening use of the building to save money in salaries and utilities…the very night I told them that—a man was celebrating his 50 year anniversary of sobriety. They had a dinner and a cake and a celebration. I asked how long he had been coming to the Meetings at St. John’s….

        “Fifty years,” I was told. “He got sober here on a Friday night 50 years ago and has come to this Meeting ever since….”

        Before we take his Meeting away after half-a-century, before we take away the gift he received because of St. John’s generosity and mission, we must do all we can do and learn from him how powerful our ministry really is. We all—you and I—need to learn from him.

 

        My third story goes like this: two people who were a part of our community for five or six years moved to Tennessee because they couldn’t afford to live in New England any more. Last week I got a letter from the wife—let me call her ‘Joan’.

        Joan said in the letter that I probably didn’t remember them because they’d been gone over two years. Of course, I remembered them—they were faithful and kind and of good humor—and though they ‘had’ little, they ‘gave’ much to the parish.

        Joan also said that she had always wanted to “give something back” for all she and ‘Harry’ (not his real name either!) had gotten by being part of our worship and life. She enclosed three checks—each for $500—one for Safe Haven, one for the Soup Kitchen and one for the Parish.

        The reason she could do that was that Harry died last November and had a “small” life insurance policy.

        Harry died so that he and Joan could be ‘generous’ to the mission and ministry of St. John’s. And, knowing and remembering them, I am certain Joan sent the lion’s share of that insurance money to us.

 

        We need to learn from her…and from Harry, who I believe as strongly as I believe anything, would applaud Joan’s use of his insurance money.

 

        It’s NOT US that inspires that Chorister and that man sober for half-a-century and Joan in her name and Harry’s.

        It’s NOT US—you and me—that inspires such hopefulness and generosity and appreciation. WE—you and I—are like John Baptist…we are pointing to the one who really inspires such wondrous commitment.

        We are pointing—you and I and St. John’s—to the One they not only sought but FOUND.

        The Child of Bethlehem, God Incarnate, Emmanuel—THAT IS WHO ‘ALL THIS’ ABOUT AND FOR.

        It is our job—in this Wilderness Time, this era of ‘scarcity’ to point to the Generosity and Love and Care and Concern and Commitment that Jesus gives to us.

 

        All the drama and oh-so-necessary responses to St. John’s economic crisis…let me repeat that: ALL THE DRAMA AND OH-SO-NECESSARY RESPONSES TO ST. JOHN’S ECONOMIC CRISIS—and it is very real and very important—all that is an opportunity for us to

                Be more loving,

                Be more creative,

                Be more committed,

                Be more Hopeful,

                Be more optimistic,

                And finally, most importantly, to ‘point’ to the One who gives us the strength and courage and hope to live as Children of Light in the midst of Deep Darkness.

        That is our call this Advent—to await the Christchild and to ‘point’ to him as we create a Future of Light in a time of Darkness.  

 

 

 

Saturday, December 12, 2020

wet, chill rain

 There's been a chill rain all day in Cheshire.

It was supposed to get to 50 degrees at some point, but never did.

Sort of like how things are in these last weeks of the current administration.

Still lots of whining about how the current president didn't lose--THOUGH HE DID!!!

Lots of chill since over a hundred Republican members of Congress signed on to the doomed, oh so doomed, appeal to the Supreme Court.

Lots of shivering about what 'he' can do to undermine how the nation runs before Jan. 20.

How many pardons and to whom?

How many more firings of people in positions of importance--like his Attorney General who finally found the courage to declare him wrong?

How many times can he tweet lies and nonsense and outright dangerous accusations in 39 days that will mislead many Americans?

How much damage can he do before Biden and Harris try to turn things around.

Only time will tell.

It's very rainy and chill until then.

(All opinions here are mine and mine alone.)

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Friday, December 11, 2020

Over at last...

 (all opinions here are mine and mine alone)

The Supreme Court (God bless their mostly conservative hearts) refused to hear Texas' appeal to overturn election results in PA, Georgia, Minn. and Mich. because there was no THERE there.

It was grossly unconstitutional (see Article III) and crazy beyond that--seeking to overthrow democracy and the rule of the majority and every thing else that matters. 

No where else for the President to turn to overrule the will of the people!

Biden will be sworn in 42 days from today.

Here's what I want his administration to do.

*fight Covid tooth and nail (with checks to individuals and a vaccine that is fair to all)

*re-join the Paris accord for the Environment

*re-join the Iran anti-nuclear agreement

*reassess (not 'defund') how the police work

*address civil rights with much agression

*protect the rights of LGBTQ citizens

*forgive some student debt

*back the Green New Deal in many ways

*address the economic inequality of our country

*raise taxes on the rich and corporations

*increase DACA rights and membership and make immigration welcome again

*expand the Affordable Care Act and give health care to all

And when they've done all that, I'll have another list!

BIDEN/HARRIS FOR AMERICA!!!

 

 

Christmas during Covid

This Christmas will be like none I have lived through.

I know Christmas was different during the World Wars and the 1918 flu, but I didn't live through any of them.

We haven't seen in person our son, Josh, his wife, Cathy, and their children Emma, Morgan and Tegan since last Christmas. They live in Baltimore and we won't see them this Christmas and until God knows when.

We can see Mimi, Tim and Eleanor since you can still travel from CT to New York (the only state CT still allows us to travel to). We got Eleanor a huge doll house that Bern put together and will take it to them in North Branch, NY on December 23. We had to rent a large van that could hold the house for that trip. 

Our friend, John, is still having his Christmas Eve party, but only for those of us shared Thanksgiving. I have a zoom church at 5, so I don't know when we'll get to John's.

We did most Christmas shopping on line--though Bern still goes to Marshall's a couple of time...once the complained and left because some of the customers weren't wearing masks.

But no large gatherings and no family with us.

Weird beyond imagining.

But the way it is.

Wear a mask. Keep distance. Wash your hands.

And have a Merry Christmas.

Please do.

Give thanks that the world will be growing brighter each day after Christmas and that a vaccine may be on the way.

Let hope thrive in this oh so strange time.

 

 

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