Trouble with Washer

 Our washing machine broke down what seems like a year ago--though it's probably just a month.

Bern has been going to the place with machines to wash clothes.

But I have always washed my own clothes.

I miss it.

We bought a new washer but the delivery was a week later and we didn't have the right valves. So a plumber had to come.

Waited to have it hooked up but the hose wasn't long enough.

Went to buy a hose extender, but had to order it and it hasn't come yet.

Then the washer guy has to come and install it.

All this delay and trouble over dirty clothes.

Amazing!

Maybe we should go down to the river and wash them.

Probably not since most rivers are polluted and the current administration isn't caring about things like that.

I just want our washer to be here!

Warm, but not warm enough....

This week has been the warmest in several months.

But not warm enough for me.

I love warmth--the older I get, the more I love it.

Says something about me, I guess.

But come on Spring and Summer.

I miss you.

Just me talking--or, more correctly--typing.

See you soon, I hope.

 

I hate the first day of Daylight savings time...

...usually because I have to go to church, preach and stay awake during the Eucharist.

I told Bern that Daylight savings time should be taking off ten minutes a day for six days.

She said, "that's a great idea!"

But I know she didn't mean it.

I've felt beat up for the whole day.

Driving to Milton made me crazy.

I think 10 minutes a day for six days IS a great idea.

 

Lent 1

On the first Sunday in Lent this year, Luke takes us into the wilderness to watch Jesus be tempted by Satan. 

It is hard to read and react to.

All of us have experienced 'temptation'--and sometimes given in to it.

But not Jesus.

He rejects the devil at every point.

Good for him!

And better for us, because Jesus is on our side and will comfort us and protect us when we are tempted.

Let us pray we do not give in to temptation....

 

My Dad

I've been looking at the hundreds of pictures I have in the drawers of my desk and seeing my Dad a lot.

He was a cold miner until WW2 and when he came back he couldn't go back in the mines. He worked at my Uncle Russel's grocery store (as I did) and then became an insurance sales man.

He was kind and gracious to me.

I miss him to this day.

A good man.

A miner, a soldier, a grocery store worker, an insurance salesman.

I miss him greatly.

 

how well it went

 We did Ash Wednesday at noon.

There were more people than I imagined their would be--nearly 20--6 of whom I did not know until I introduced myself.

I gave a short homily on "Ashes, Ashes, all fall down."

The music was wondrous. Passing the peace joyful.

One of the people there emailed me to say how moved they were by the service. It was their first Ash Wednesday service and they wanted to let me know how deeply it affected them.

Emails like that are a gift from God....

Ash Wednesday

 Ash Wednesday is upon us.

Remember the childhood saying: "Ring around the roses, Pocket full of posies, Ashes, Ashes, All fall down"?

We are dust and ashes and we will return there.

Not a hopeful day, except for Jesus' promise in Luke that if we 'do good' in secret, God will reward us.

We shall know when we know.