A quick post before I head for home.
The Rummage is over for another six months. Very lucrative this year. Promising new volunteers, taking all sorts of initiative toward a more rational disposal of STUFF.
And all concerned went home today as full as Tige...we gave them an in-house-catered lunch at 1:30, short pasta (rotini) with a choice of home-made Bolognese sauce or home-augmented store-bought Alfredo with about six cheeses; spring-mix salad greens with balsamic vinaigrette; various bread; vanilla ice-cream and slightly intoxicated mixed berries to top.
We fed 40 people for under a hundred bucks, guys! I have to make notes about quantities to streamline the process next year, or next sale. As Jane Austen said: "They could not all talk [or work, or think, etc. etc.]; but they could all eat." One of her snarlier remarks, I love it.
Also was able to send home some little blue-lidded portions with various folks, to improve their diet for the next day or so.
I bought some Rummage (don't tell my kids). Quite a lot of mystery novels -- Michael Gilbert mostly, whom I never find secondhand because MG fans don't let go of their copies... a nice throw-blanket... some extra fondue forks... and, hurray!!! a 3-D jigsaw puzzle of St. Peter's in Rome.
Alas, tomorrow's sermon is still hanging fire. But what I want to say is something like: "Pay attention! Because the core of who we are and what we believe and what we are all about and what we have to say and what we have to do in this present world is right here this morning in these readings. This is the central stuff, you lot, and we need to take hold of it with both hands, and Not Let Go."
Wow, what terrific lections.
A story from my assistant, about last Sunday's children's talk. He asked them if they knew the word "YEARN" and what it meant. He said most of them looked quite blank, but one boy (about ten) looked very uncomfortable and said, "Well, it has two meanings." And then he explained, "One meaning is to want something very very much. And the other meaning is .... {in a whisper).... PEE."
Don't you love them.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
cabbages and kings...
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I think I'd like to try those slightly intoxicated mixed berries...and that kid's story is a hoot!
Well my co-caterer had a big sack of frozen mixed berries -- she dumped them in a bowl and gave them a "slug" of good Greek brandy to assist the thawing process. mmmmmmmm!
*grins*
So, what was your lectionary this morning? I'm always confused by some denominations using different ones or being a week ahead or behind. Sounds like passages I need to look at!
We had Paul at the Areopagus, Ps. 66, a big chunk thereof, Petere 3 -- "Who will want to harm you for doing good?" and John 14, a smallish chunk, "I will not leave you orphaned...because I live, you shall live..." It went OK. We nearly always use Revised Common Lectionary, sometimes it throws off the Collect and the prayers before and after communion which are aligned with our old lectionary.
What a cute story! Glad the rummage sale went so well, esp. with the lunch. I have to look up Mike Gilbert books now.
love the Jane Austen quote, and the story: really cute.
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