Dearest Father~
This morning I am thankful for Jesus, His Life and teachings, His Death and Resurrection, for Your Providence and for Your Protection.
Thank You for the Body and Blood, Soul and Divinity of our LORD Jesus Christ in the Eucharist.
Thank You for our material goods, for food and drink, family and friends, life, loving, and laughter.
Thank You for the gift of You.
May Your Name be praised in all places at all times, Hallelujah!
Tuesday, November 20, 2018
Friday, November 16, 2018
Monday, November 12, 2018
Thursday, November 8, 2018
Sunday, October 21, 2018
Irrevelance
On the morning of my anticipated fantasy victory this weekend, and while I am half-way enjoying leftover gameday chili, I am saddened by the beating our Spartans endured yestreday, losing 21-7 to the team from Ann Arbor. MSU (4-3, 2-2 in B1G) must have punted seventeen times in 60 game minutes, and only managed to put one score on the board (on a perfectly-executed double reverse pass play) the entire game. At the time, seven points was enough to tie the Wolverines (7-1, 5-0 in the B1G) in the third quarter. but seven points will never win a FBS game.*
I'm not saying seven points has never won a college football contest, but in to-day's scoring-happy, offense-protected climate, seven is a pretty poor effort. Our offensive line is a joke. Lewerke was 5-25 passing for 66 yards. Rushing was just as bad: 44 yards on 19 carries, NOT including the sacks.
Pathetic, no matter who you're playing.
There will be no talk of playoffs. Playoffs?!?
There will be no talk of B1G championships.
There will be no talk of 'salvaging' the season, the season has been given away. Given to a once tough ASU squad who now look pretty mediocre.
Given to our recent-years nemesis Wildcats of Northwestern, who couldn't even beat Duke, and BARELY beat both Rutgers and Nebraska (a combined 1-13 overall).
Hat's off to Michigan, our true Big Brother.
*As an example, in Weeks 7 and 8 (October 11-13 and October 18-20) there were only 16 teams that scored seven points or less, and all 16 lost. 11 of those 16 teams scored exactly seven points.
I'm not saying seven points has never won a college football contest, but in to-day's scoring-happy, offense-protected climate, seven is a pretty poor effort. Our offensive line is a joke. Lewerke was 5-25 passing for 66 yards. Rushing was just as bad: 44 yards on 19 carries, NOT including the sacks.
Pathetic, no matter who you're playing.
There will be no talk of playoffs. Playoffs?!?
There will be no talk of B1G championships.
There will be no talk of 'salvaging' the season, the season has been given away. Given to a once tough ASU squad who now look pretty mediocre.
Given to our recent-years nemesis Wildcats of Northwestern, who couldn't even beat Duke, and BARELY beat both Rutgers and Nebraska (a combined 1-13 overall).
Hat's off to Michigan, our true Big Brother.
*As an example, in Weeks 7 and 8 (October 11-13 and October 18-20) there were only 16 teams that scored seven points or less, and all 16 lost. 11 of those 16 teams scored exactly seven points.
Sunday, October 7, 2018
Tuesday, October 2, 2018
10/2
From the daily flip calendar that sits on my desk at work:
Sunshine spills through autumn-colored leaves, lighting up their brilliance like stained-glass windows in a great cathedral, expressing the wonder of God's love, declaring His glory.
Wednesday, September 26, 2018
Sunday, September 23, 2018
And Can It Be
Oh the memories this brings back from the 90's, I played this tape over and over and over.
Beautiful harmonies; arranged by Bob Kauflin.
Amazing love...
Beautiful harmonies; arranged by Bob Kauflin.
Amazing love...
Thursday, September 20, 2018
We were blessed with a good amount of rain overnight (the farmers would say something like 'we got about an inch and a half') and it has rained most of the day to-day.
I was able to make a good herb harvest before the rain, so they will be plenty watered and happy for the final month or so of growing. Already I have enough of my 'Scarborough Fair' mix for probably four or five 7 oz shakers. (And I just found a bit from last year - I thought I had run out!)
Michigan plays at noon Saturday and Sparty at 7:30 but the game I really want to see is ASU at Washington, starting at about 4am on Sunday. I want to see if those Aztecs and their top rated receiver whom the camera seemed to be affixed on all night a couple weeks ago can hang with a real top 10 team. I surely hope they open up a can of whoop-ass on the Huskies.
I did a rump roast on the grill last night that I looked so forward to slicing up for sandwiches on our fresh onion buns from Polly Market but the whole event was pretty much of a flop. I tried the sliced potatoes dressed in EVOO and Montreal Chicken seasoning right on the grill (using my new six dollar 16" tongs, only six casualties:-) but duh that doesn't work when you're indirectly cooking a three pound roast and need the lid closed. It ended up taking way too long, the charcoal all burned up, and I had to throw the roast in the oven for a half hour or so. The buns were soggy, the swiss cheese I thought would be a perfect match for that smoked beef did nothing for the sandwiches, and the potatoes were cold by the time we were ready to eat (although they did well as a snack dipped in our ranch/ketchup mix). Oh well, God is good, and we always have more than enough to eat and drink - praise His Name!
I'm ready to slice a bit off that roast for a taste for while I watch Jeopardy tonight.
I was able to make a good herb harvest before the rain, so they will be plenty watered and happy for the final month or so of growing. Already I have enough of my 'Scarborough Fair' mix for probably four or five 7 oz shakers. (And I just found a bit from last year - I thought I had run out!)
Michigan plays at noon Saturday and Sparty at 7:30 but the game I really want to see is ASU at Washington, starting at about 4am on Sunday. I want to see if those Aztecs and their top rated receiver whom the camera seemed to be affixed on all night a couple weeks ago can hang with a real top 10 team. I surely hope they open up a can of whoop-ass on the Huskies.
I did a rump roast on the grill last night that I looked so forward to slicing up for sandwiches on our fresh onion buns from Polly Market but the whole event was pretty much of a flop. I tried the sliced potatoes dressed in EVOO and Montreal Chicken seasoning right on the grill (using my new six dollar 16" tongs, only six casualties:-) but duh that doesn't work when you're indirectly cooking a three pound roast and need the lid closed. It ended up taking way too long, the charcoal all burned up, and I had to throw the roast in the oven for a half hour or so. The buns were soggy, the swiss cheese I thought would be a perfect match for that smoked beef did nothing for the sandwiches, and the potatoes were cold by the time we were ready to eat (although they did well as a snack dipped in our ranch/ketchup mix). Oh well, God is good, and we always have more than enough to eat and drink - praise His Name!
I'm ready to slice a bit off that roast for a taste for while I watch Jeopardy tonight.
Thank You, Father, for getting me through another work day;
Thank You for the many blessings along the way.
Thank You for giving me patience to deal with difficult situations,
and thank You for Your Son - The Example of Love.
Sunday, September 16, 2018
Thursday, September 13, 2018
Friday, September 7, 2018
Wednesday, September 5, 2018
Desde la Cruz
My prayer is that my protesting family and friends would know the mercy and love of the LORD through the truth and fullness of the Catholic Church
LORD in Your mercy;
Hear our prayer
Tuesday, September 4, 2018
I yam at work
Back in my comfy air-conditioned closet at the computer on a gorgeous autumn Tuesday morning. We all moved our vehicles so the big truck with our new sign could park and hoist; I am now in front of Lu and Carls.
Nancy's youngest is enjoying his first day of high school in Livonia so we are praying especially for Ric to-day.
We got about two hours of decent rain on Saturday and everything is lush and green again.
Nancy's youngest is enjoying his first day of high school in Livonia so we are praying especially for Ric to-day.
We got about two hours of decent rain on Saturday and everything is lush and green again.
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| Our first Summer Ruffle Rose of Sharon |
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| Love those dusty rose colored sedums |
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| Our rescue dogwood is getting bigger every day! |
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| Our mailbox box with maiden grass, summer ruffle, and mystery weed that keeps coming back |
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| This year's crab apple population is highest ever, wonder why no one eats them |
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| This is a new box we built on the west side of the shed; the impatiens are thriving |
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| Our one bell pepper plant has produced more than I ever would have expected; the friut is just now reddening |
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| The second wave of chilies are getting up to size; we should have an excellent fall harvest |
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| Oregano is always welcome |
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| English Thyme ready to be harvested |
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| Inadvertent hot and spicy oregano |
Sunday, September 2, 2018
With fans blowing furiously here in Hamburg Hills
At the beginning of his homily this morning, Pastor expressed his dismay at the recent Church clergy abuses and then offered prayers, consolation, words of hope, and reminders that there is really nothing new under the sun. With personal testimony and stories, he tied in all four of to-days readings in a brilliant and heartfelt discourse.
We had a good deal of rain yestreday and some associated breezes coming through the windows bringing movement to our curtains and blinds. It is very muggy again to-day already, but Alexa has assured me there is no rain in the forecast.
College football dominated my recreation hours (and hours and hours) yestreday; the peak and climactic summit realised itself in another true road loss for the perennially over-rated Wolverines of Ann Arbor. I am, after last night, a renewed Notre Dame fan, due to both the many student-athletes and fans I noticed wearing Christian signs and symbols as well as the beautiful colorific 'The Word of Life' mural on campus - visible from the stadium and affectionately referred to as Touchdown Jesus.
Shoring up our deck railings using some super long screws, already cleaned the cat litter after mass. Yestreday I harvested more tomatoes along with my Scarborough Fair herbs; the second wave of chilies are getting close to ripeness - indeed as I do have some bacon in the fridge as well as some cream cheese, I will put poppers on the menu with our burgers and dogs.
Do you also want to leave?
Lord, to whom shall we go? YOU have the words of eternal life.
Alleluia, alleluia!!
Saturday, September 1, 2018
Epic Michigan State Radio Call Of MSU vs Michigan Ending With Video
Still gives me shivers. The emotion in the voices of George Blaha and Jason Strayhorn take me back to yestreyear, on that fateful night, as I dropped to my knees in joy and wonder and sobbed violently.
Sunday, August 26, 2018
Friday, August 24, 2018
Sunday, August 12, 2018
LORD's day musings
I have been harvesting the herbs regularly and depositing each in their own Kroger bag to dry out. Every time I grill, I do also four jalapeno poppers as an appetizer/side dish. Oh, you must be sure to have a tall cold beverage nearby when indulging in these I tell you!
Our three cherry tomato varieties turned out to be as different as the three Baldner children. The cherry reds are a small compact variety that provided the earliest fruit (red, bland tomatoes) and they are almost done producing. The yellow cherry are by far the most delicious and eat-off-the-vine friendly: each cluster ripens fruit by fruit, making these easy to keep track of and harvest; and there is very little splitting or falling off the vines. The burgundy variety are the largest (almost golf ball size) but most of these are splitting before they get fully ripe - i don't understand this. Their flavor is sweet and good, but because of the splitting I am using these to make sauce.
So far (mid-August) this year's chili pepper plants have been the healthiest I've ever been blest with. Two plants of the 'mammoth' variety have provided consistent four inch fruit all summer; their smaller cousins (also two plants) have produced healthy (albiet smaller ) fruit as well.
The strawberries have been pretty consistent all year as well - mostly small healthy fruit, as long as I get to them before the pests do.
I only harvested two raspberries all year so far, there has been heavy insect damage to the leaves and this is their first year since being transplanted.
I have been watering mr. basil from the bottom as per the nice lady at the Dexter Farm Market and this year's plant has also been very healthy and productive.
The safflower feeders have been popular with the chickadees, cardinals, house finches, sparrows of divers natures, pigeons; as well as an occasional treat for mr rose-breasted grossbeak and mr chipmunk. The latter has come maybe thrice to my knowledge, the latter I don't know how often for he is shifty and evasive. Two of these I have dispatched already this year, and there is one more who comes more recently but it has been a few weeks since I've seen him.
The planter hosta and catmint are as big as ever; the front lilac and forsythia are bigger than ever and restrict my north view significantly. Even the Swarthout crab apple has surpassed its former glory both in height and in breadth.
Our newest additions, the summer ruffle rose of sharons and the dogwood (and their associated accent grasses and sedums) are all doing well this year. Moni has kept the grass well-watered in the absence of rain this summer (thankfully we do not pay for water:-).
Otis has been more recluse and acting out and I do not like him.
Mid-eighties to-day but there is still a nice breeze, God be praised!
After a stellar first thirty days or so, the cucumber plants have turned lime yellow and have only produced retarded fruit. I added some serious 0-50-0 as per the advice of the nice Big Acre lady, and also some all purpose 24-8-16 just yestreday. We shall see, we shall see....
The pickling has been fun this year and I feel I am (after three full years) done experimenting. A simple tablespoon of kosher salt in a 3:1 water to vinegar solution boiled briefly, then poured over the sliced cucs, garlic, red pepper flakes, whole dill fronds (many), and then a chili pepper cut once for a good robust pickle. They have been crisp and hearty. Don't skimp on the dill, and don't skimp on the garlic. The one chili is plenty - if the LORD provides enough fruit for two more jars this year, i might split one chili into two jars.
I have been exceedingly lacking in my genealogy research for the past year. I blame the nice weather and ... um sloth.
To-day later i cook some tomatoes into sauce, and then on the grill: split breast of chicken, thighs, and legs from Polly Market On The Lake with our home-made barbecue sauce, potato bundles, and jalapeno poppers :-)
Our three cherry tomato varieties turned out to be as different as the three Baldner children. The cherry reds are a small compact variety that provided the earliest fruit (red, bland tomatoes) and they are almost done producing. The yellow cherry are by far the most delicious and eat-off-the-vine friendly: each cluster ripens fruit by fruit, making these easy to keep track of and harvest; and there is very little splitting or falling off the vines. The burgundy variety are the largest (almost golf ball size) but most of these are splitting before they get fully ripe - i don't understand this. Their flavor is sweet and good, but because of the splitting I am using these to make sauce.
So far (mid-August) this year's chili pepper plants have been the healthiest I've ever been blest with. Two plants of the 'mammoth' variety have provided consistent four inch fruit all summer; their smaller cousins (also two plants) have produced healthy (albiet smaller ) fruit as well.
The strawberries have been pretty consistent all year as well - mostly small healthy fruit, as long as I get to them before the pests do.
I only harvested two raspberries all year so far, there has been heavy insect damage to the leaves and this is their first year since being transplanted.
I have been watering mr. basil from the bottom as per the nice lady at the Dexter Farm Market and this year's plant has also been very healthy and productive.
The safflower feeders have been popular with the chickadees, cardinals, house finches, sparrows of divers natures, pigeons; as well as an occasional treat for mr rose-breasted grossbeak and mr chipmunk. The latter has come maybe thrice to my knowledge, the latter I don't know how often for he is shifty and evasive. Two of these I have dispatched already this year, and there is one more who comes more recently but it has been a few weeks since I've seen him.
The planter hosta and catmint are as big as ever; the front lilac and forsythia are bigger than ever and restrict my north view significantly. Even the Swarthout crab apple has surpassed its former glory both in height and in breadth.
Our newest additions, the summer ruffle rose of sharons and the dogwood (and their associated accent grasses and sedums) are all doing well this year. Moni has kept the grass well-watered in the absence of rain this summer (thankfully we do not pay for water:-).
Otis has been more recluse and acting out and I do not like him.
Mid-eighties to-day but there is still a nice breeze, God be praised!
After a stellar first thirty days or so, the cucumber plants have turned lime yellow and have only produced retarded fruit. I added some serious 0-50-0 as per the advice of the nice Big Acre lady, and also some all purpose 24-8-16 just yestreday. We shall see, we shall see....
The pickling has been fun this year and I feel I am (after three full years) done experimenting. A simple tablespoon of kosher salt in a 3:1 water to vinegar solution boiled briefly, then poured over the sliced cucs, garlic, red pepper flakes, whole dill fronds (many), and then a chili pepper cut once for a good robust pickle. They have been crisp and hearty. Don't skimp on the dill, and don't skimp on the garlic. The one chili is plenty - if the LORD provides enough fruit for two more jars this year, i might split one chili into two jars.
I have been exceedingly lacking in my genealogy research for the past year. I blame the nice weather and ... um sloth.
To-day later i cook some tomatoes into sauce, and then on the grill: split breast of chicken, thighs, and legs from Polly Market On The Lake with our home-made barbecue sauce, potato bundles, and jalapeno poppers :-)
Padre celestial, gracias por la vida, gracias por tantas bendiciones.
Wednesday, July 25, 2018
Monday, July 23, 2018
Sunday, July 15, 2018
De Camptown Ladies?
Still hot, so hot, and muggy here in beautiful Whitmore Lake. Possible rain tomorrow and then cooler temperatures God be praised! Fifties at night!
I watered everything earlier, except one hanging basket of red begonias we have in a basket hanging from the plum tree, and the tomatoes - who looked quite happy.
I picked up some safflower after mass at the Tractor Supply in Howell ($18.49 for 20#) and filled both feeders. Both birdbaths are (relatively) clean and filled, and I even layed down some water on the yellow spots of our lawn. (These I must add, are few and far between, as Moni has done a wonderful job of keeping the yard watered. Other than a very brief sprinkle last night, we have been without rain since June 18.)
There is much construction in Brighton these days. They are slimming down the westernmost Lee Road roundabout from three to two lanes, the Kroger is undergoing a huge facelift and expansion, and there are several new builds going in along Wynans Lake Rd west of Rickett. Also, there are numerous new commercial enterprises along the south side of Grand River near Whitmore Lake Rd.
The sky if full of cumulus clouds, but not enough to give us shade and a respite from the direct sun. In The Kitchen With David has been peddling Christmas food and drink all day. He's probably got the best job in the entire history of jobs. Greeting people, trying steaks and popcorn and cashews and wine and croissants all day, ... I bet Mrs David has learned to not have a big dinner ready for him when he gets home from work. I learned this past week that QVC is from Pennsylvania, thanks to Alex on Jeopardy!
I made a big-ass sub on Kroger bread (not unlike the ten we did for Jon's get-together a couple weeks ago) and maybe I could go meet David and sell these on QVC?!? Kroger roast beef, oven roasted turkey, and Black Forest ham, fresh American cheese slices, red onion, green pepper from our garden, romaine lettuce, and even some sliced chicken breast all combine for a hearty snack ( or make it a meal with Frito Lays Potato Chips or Kroger Pretzel Twists on the side.) We are blessed indeed.
I have two quarts of strawberries and about a pint of blueberries to add to my vanilla yogurt this week, there is enough Ruby Reds and nasty fiber to add to my Skim milk for a good daily shake, and my fantasy MLB team is on its way to winning its sixth straight week. We have been harvesting yellow cherry tomatoes for about a week now and I just filled my third jar of cucumbers for pickles already. We are blessed; life is good.
I watered everything earlier, except one hanging basket of red begonias we have in a basket hanging from the plum tree, and the tomatoes - who looked quite happy.
I picked up some safflower after mass at the Tractor Supply in Howell ($18.49 for 20#) and filled both feeders. Both birdbaths are (relatively) clean and filled, and I even layed down some water on the yellow spots of our lawn. (These I must add, are few and far between, as Moni has done a wonderful job of keeping the yard watered. Other than a very brief sprinkle last night, we have been without rain since June 18.)
There is much construction in Brighton these days. They are slimming down the westernmost Lee Road roundabout from three to two lanes, the Kroger is undergoing a huge facelift and expansion, and there are several new builds going in along Wynans Lake Rd west of Rickett. Also, there are numerous new commercial enterprises along the south side of Grand River near Whitmore Lake Rd.
The sky if full of cumulus clouds, but not enough to give us shade and a respite from the direct sun. In The Kitchen With David has been peddling Christmas food and drink all day. He's probably got the best job in the entire history of jobs. Greeting people, trying steaks and popcorn and cashews and wine and croissants all day, ... I bet Mrs David has learned to not have a big dinner ready for him when he gets home from work. I learned this past week that QVC is from Pennsylvania, thanks to Alex on Jeopardy!
I made a big-ass sub on Kroger bread (not unlike the ten we did for Jon's get-together a couple weeks ago) and maybe I could go meet David and sell these on QVC?!? Kroger roast beef, oven roasted turkey, and Black Forest ham, fresh American cheese slices, red onion, green pepper from our garden, romaine lettuce, and even some sliced chicken breast all combine for a hearty snack ( or make it a meal with Frito Lays Potato Chips or Kroger Pretzel Twists on the side.) We are blessed indeed.
I have two quarts of strawberries and about a pint of blueberries to add to my vanilla yogurt this week, there is enough Ruby Reds and nasty fiber to add to my Skim milk for a good daily shake, and my fantasy MLB team is on its way to winning its sixth straight week. We have been harvesting yellow cherry tomatoes for about a week now and I just filled my third jar of cucumbers for pickles already. We are blessed; life is good.
Sunday, June 24, 2018
Did you see the size of that gun he fired at us? It was bigger than him.
Before we read the full online article, you know we like to look at the inset bullet points, to see if this is really what we were looking for in our google search...
The article I found was on Best Ways to Get Rid of Chipmunks, but i didn't know if it was by a naturist, homeopathic, organic, prissy ass, NPR-listening, anti-Trump loser or not. The copied below summary made me laugh:
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The article I found was on Best Ways to Get Rid of Chipmunks, but i didn't know if it was by a naturist, homeopathic, organic, prissy ass, NPR-listening, anti-Trump loser or not. The copied below summary made me laugh:
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Subject
- Chipmunks
- Alias: Eastern chipmunks
- Difficulty: Intermediate
- Requirements: weed wacker, hardware cloth, repellents, traps, poisons, fumigants, baffles, thistle seeds, safflower seeds
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
Wednesday, June 13, 2018
Monday, June 11, 2018
Wednesday, June 6, 2018
Tuesday, June 5, 2018
Lord of lords~
Please empower me with Your graces
so that I can resist the temptation to sin -
all manner of sin -
ones I think 'big' as well as ones I think 'not so big'.
Change my heart, so that I
think like You,
see others like You do,
and see myself as You do.
May Your Name be praised now and forever!
Friday, June 1, 2018
Sunday, May 27, 2018
'Anyone who denies the Trinity is in danger of losing their salvation, and anyone who tries to understand it is in danger of losing their mind.'
'May I never miss a sunset or a rainbow because I'm looking down.'
'Other rappers can't stand us, but give us respect.'
'I am most ill when I'm robbin' and stealin'.'
'The seller concession has to be handled by the underwriter.'
'White Castle fries only come in one size.'
'I'm a person, and My name is Anakin.'
'Hard times are spreadin' just like the flu; watch out, homeboy, don't let it get you.'
'You're the kinda guy the girls ignored; I'm driving a Caddie, you're fixing a Ford.'
'Internet Explorer absolutely sucks.'
'Wake up Motley, cuz you're dreamin' again.'
'May I never miss a sunset or a rainbow because I'm looking down.'
'Other rappers can't stand us, but give us respect.'
'I am most ill when I'm robbin' and stealin'.'
'The seller concession has to be handled by the underwriter.'
'White Castle fries only come in one size.'
'I'm a person, and My name is Anakin.'
'Hard times are spreadin' just like the flu; watch out, homeboy, don't let it get you.'
'You're the kinda guy the girls ignored; I'm driving a Caddie, you're fixing a Ford.'
'Internet Explorer absolutely sucks.'
'Wake up Motley, cuz you're dreamin' again.'
Thursday, May 24, 2018
Monday, May 14, 2018
The Lutheran Hymnal #19 "All Praise to God, Who Reigns Above"
I've had this hymn in my heart all night, and been humming/singing it all morning...
Praise our LORD!
"All Praise to God, Who Reigns Above"
by Johann J. Schuetz, 1640-1690
1. All praise to God, who reigns above,
The God of all creation,
The God of wonders, power, and love,
The God of our salvation!
With healing balm my soul He fills,
The God who every sorrow stills,--
To God all praise and glory!
2. What God's almighty power hath made
His gracious mercy keepeth;
By morning dawn or evening shade
His watchful eye ne'er sleepeth;
Within the kingdom of His might
Lo, all is just and all is right,--
To God all praise and glory!
3. I cried to Him in time of need:
Lord God, oh, hear my calling!
For death He gave me life indeed
And kept my feet from falling.
For this my thanks shall endless be;
Oh, thank Him, thank our God, with me,--
To God all praise and glory!
4. The Lord forsaketh not His flock,
His chosen generation;
He is their Refuge and their Rock,
Their Peace and their Salvation.
As with a mother's tender hand
He leads His own, His chosen band,--
To God all praise and glory!
5. Ye who confess Christ's holy name,
To God give praise and glory!
Ye who the Father's power proclaim,
To God give praise and glory!
All idols under foot be trod,
The Lord is God! The Lord is God!
To God all praise and glory!
6. Then come before His presence now
And banish fear and sadness;
To your Redeemer pay your vow
And sing with joy and gladness:
Though great distress my soul befell,
The Lord, my God, did all things well,--
To God all praise and glory!
The Lutheran Hymnal
Hymn #19
Text: Deut. 32:3
Author: Johann J. Schuetz, 1675, cento
Translated by: composite
Titled: "Sei Lob und Ehr' dem hoechsten Gut"
Composer: Melchior Vulpius, 1609
Tune: "Lobet den Herrn, ihr"
Praise our LORD!
"All Praise to God, Who Reigns Above"
by Johann J. Schuetz, 1640-1690
1. All praise to God, who reigns above,
The God of all creation,
The God of wonders, power, and love,
The God of our salvation!
With healing balm my soul He fills,
The God who every sorrow stills,--
To God all praise and glory!
2. What God's almighty power hath made
His gracious mercy keepeth;
By morning dawn or evening shade
His watchful eye ne'er sleepeth;
Within the kingdom of His might
Lo, all is just and all is right,--
To God all praise and glory!
3. I cried to Him in time of need:
Lord God, oh, hear my calling!
For death He gave me life indeed
And kept my feet from falling.
For this my thanks shall endless be;
Oh, thank Him, thank our God, with me,--
To God all praise and glory!
4. The Lord forsaketh not His flock,
His chosen generation;
He is their Refuge and their Rock,
Their Peace and their Salvation.
As with a mother's tender hand
He leads His own, His chosen band,--
To God all praise and glory!
5. Ye who confess Christ's holy name,
To God give praise and glory!
Ye who the Father's power proclaim,
To God give praise and glory!
All idols under foot be trod,
The Lord is God! The Lord is God!
To God all praise and glory!
6. Then come before His presence now
And banish fear and sadness;
To your Redeemer pay your vow
And sing with joy and gladness:
Though great distress my soul befell,
The Lord, my God, did all things well,--
To God all praise and glory!
The Lutheran Hymnal
Hymn #19
Text: Deut. 32:3
Author: Johann J. Schuetz, 1675, cento
Translated by: composite
Titled: "Sei Lob und Ehr' dem hoechsten Gut"
Composer: Melchior Vulpius, 1609
Tune: "Lobet den Herrn, ihr"
Sunday, May 13, 2018
I am I am A Michigan Man
I have not tried this recipe, but it was presented to me this past Thursday by Jimmy of the Michigan Out Of Doors crew via the chef at Antlers Canadian Lakes, where my bride and I used to hang out many moons ago. It looks good, and I will probably try it out next weekend.
Game Jambalaya
½ cup vegetable oil
1.5 Cups diced onion
1 Cup diced green pepper
1 Cup diced celery
2 Bay leaves
1TB Cajun seasoning
½ Lb Andouille or smoked sausage, diced
2 Cups diced tomatoes
2QTS Chicken stock
½ TB Tobasco
1tsp Salt
1TB Worcestershire
1LB 4oz long grain rice
½ Lb Crawfish, shrimp or any fish you may have around
1LB Pheasant or any other game you might have, chunked
- In large pan sauté onion, pepper and celery over medium heat until soft. 5-8 minutes
- Add bay leaves, Cajun seasoning, sausage and tomatoes and sauté for 3 minutes
- Add rice and cook for 1 more minute
- Add stock, tobacco Worcestershire and salt and bring to a boil
- Once that a boil is achieved reduce to a simmer and cook for 15-20 minutes or until most liquid is evaporated and rice is cooked
- Add all seafood and meat and cook until cooked through
Thursday, May 10, 2018
Terrific Thursday to-day, but boy it was warm this morning already! But now, as I sit in our upper office in front of the open window opening to Grand River Avenue in beautiful downtown Brighton, the breeze coming in is cool and comfortable. Praise God!
So much going on been so busy as all of a sudden we have actual spring temp and so everything is budding and blooming and greening up and birds and bees and yardwork!
So much going on been so busy as all of a sudden we have actual spring temp and so everything is budding and blooming and greening up and birds and bees and yardwork!
Monday, April 30, 2018
From P-Dubster
and worth repeating:
Life is a gift.
Life is a gift.
Life is a gift.
Life is a gift.
Father, let me never forget this. Thank You
for every moment of every day
that we get to live, laugh, breathe and love.
So many do not have any more minutes
I am thankful for the ones You've provided.
Saturday, April 28, 2018
Christ, our King, our Savior dear
Be our strength, to us stay near
Christ, our Lord, true God, true Man
Sacrificed in God's holy plan
Christ, our Sufficiency, our Life, our All
At home, work, and in touch football
Christ beside me, Christ within me
Christ the One Who daily fills me
Love incarnate, Love Divine
Let Your love also be mine
Be our strength, to us stay near
Christ, our Lord, true God, true Man
Sacrificed in God's holy plan
Christ, our Sufficiency, our Life, our All
At home, work, and in touch football
Christ beside me, Christ within me
Christ the One Who daily fills me
Love incarnate, Love Divine
Let Your love also be mine
Saturday, April 21, 2018
Random banter
Otis has been pulling his hair out in clumps. He does not eat the hair, but leaves it in a pile wherever he rests during his maleficent time: on our bed, near the slider where the sun shines through in the morning and it's nice and warm, on the sofa or chair.
When he was young and thin, he opened up a sore on his side that he kept licking, causing it to fester. We had the sore treated, and then provided Otie with the Cone of Shame, so that he would leave the sore alone. It worked and the sore healed.
But what we learned from those visits with the vet was that cats can be extremely allergic to dust, the food he's being given, or other environmental factors. Where we might get watery eyes or sneezy as a reaction, cats are more prone to have itchy skin.
Sometimes they just over-groom, because it's such a good feeling for them (an endorphine-releasing activity, like when people work out) and they just plain old want more of it.
Sometimes, they use the activity as a release of stress, in the absence of a loved person, or in the presence of another pet, for example.
I think Otie just likes to act out, and will continue to do it as long as he knows it irritates the hell out of me. I have moved his food and water bowls into the room with his litter and now keep the bedroom doors closed so as to minimize the area I might have to clean after him. I am trying to not over-react when he gets up on the counter or doesn't bury his what-not in the freshly cleaned litter box so as to minimize stress in his life.
He's so cute, and very friendly when he gets to know you; I want him to be happy and healthy too.
The Tigers are winning their Saturday afternoon game right now, in the 7th; after losing last night in the 9th to sucky 1-9 in their last ten games Kansas City - a blown save and loss for Shane Green. Well the Tigers are two games below .500 as the weather breaks, and game-time temps should routinely be above 35 degrees from here on out.
I am at peace with the fact that Justin Verlander, Max Scherzer, Rick Porcello, David Price, and Robby Ray are doing well in their starting positions with other teams. Doug Fister, Anibal Sanchez, and Drew Smyly are currently on the DL but could very well be doing quite well with other teams, and this is OK, too.
I hung a shelf in the kitchen for our herbs and spices near the stove, and couldn't be happier with it. Moni snagged it from the Lakehouse; and in It's honor, we are leaving the rack Lakehouse-blue.
The Cardinals have been daily visitors to our safflower feeders; the hopping and singing Robins have also enjoyed a cake of suet I've left out on a shelf on the deck. The European Starlings, despite hoards of them living among us, have not been able to get comfortable at the hanging suet cages, due to strategically placed baffles. Our last snow about a week ago stayed long enough into the day to show me tracks of bunnies galore, which I didn't see too much of during the winter. Downy Woodpeckers, Nuthatches and Chickadees have been regular visitors as well.
I recently bought a used 6-string Alvarez acoustic guitar. I like it - it sounds good and one day I will be a rock star.
I will not be growing pumpkins this year; nor will I attempt corn, carrots, or green bell peppers. My for-sures are going to be cucumbers for pickling, heirloom tomatoes, cherry tomatoes and jalapenos, along with my herbs: sage, rosemary, thyme, basil, parsley. And I will plant garlic this fall!
I 'made' a loaf of bread to-day (in my faithful Copper Chef pan), and it smells pretty good in here. It's the frozen kind you get at Walmart and then let sit for four hours thawing before you bake it. I basted it with butter and then seasoned with garlic powder for the final five minutes - hot and fresh, drenched in butter - holy moly is it good!
The grass is beginning to green, but there are few buds yet - on this 21st day of April in the year of our Lord twenty eighteen.
When he was young and thin, he opened up a sore on his side that he kept licking, causing it to fester. We had the sore treated, and then provided Otie with the Cone of Shame, so that he would leave the sore alone. It worked and the sore healed.
But what we learned from those visits with the vet was that cats can be extremely allergic to dust, the food he's being given, or other environmental factors. Where we might get watery eyes or sneezy as a reaction, cats are more prone to have itchy skin.
Sometimes they just over-groom, because it's such a good feeling for them (an endorphine-releasing activity, like when people work out) and they just plain old want more of it.
Sometimes, they use the activity as a release of stress, in the absence of a loved person, or in the presence of another pet, for example.
I think Otie just likes to act out, and will continue to do it as long as he knows it irritates the hell out of me. I have moved his food and water bowls into the room with his litter and now keep the bedroom doors closed so as to minimize the area I might have to clean after him. I am trying to not over-react when he gets up on the counter or doesn't bury his what-not in the freshly cleaned litter box so as to minimize stress in his life.
He's so cute, and very friendly when he gets to know you; I want him to be happy and healthy too.
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| Although he is not an original member of the Glowy Eyed Pets from Another Dimension, The Glow is strong with him. |
The Tigers are winning their Saturday afternoon game right now, in the 7th; after losing last night in the 9th to sucky 1-9 in their last ten games Kansas City - a blown save and loss for Shane Green. Well the Tigers are two games below .500 as the weather breaks, and game-time temps should routinely be above 35 degrees from here on out.
I am at peace with the fact that Justin Verlander, Max Scherzer, Rick Porcello, David Price, and Robby Ray are doing well in their starting positions with other teams. Doug Fister, Anibal Sanchez, and Drew Smyly are currently on the DL but could very well be doing quite well with other teams, and this is OK, too.
I hung a shelf in the kitchen for our herbs and spices near the stove, and couldn't be happier with it. Moni snagged it from the Lakehouse; and in It's honor, we are leaving the rack Lakehouse-blue.
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| Among other good seasonings - parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. |
The Cardinals have been daily visitors to our safflower feeders; the hopping and singing Robins have also enjoyed a cake of suet I've left out on a shelf on the deck. The European Starlings, despite hoards of them living among us, have not been able to get comfortable at the hanging suet cages, due to strategically placed baffles. Our last snow about a week ago stayed long enough into the day to show me tracks of bunnies galore, which I didn't see too much of during the winter. Downy Woodpeckers, Nuthatches and Chickadees have been regular visitors as well.
I recently bought a used 6-string Alvarez acoustic guitar. I like it - it sounds good and one day I will be a rock star.
I will not be growing pumpkins this year; nor will I attempt corn, carrots, or green bell peppers. My for-sures are going to be cucumbers for pickling, heirloom tomatoes, cherry tomatoes and jalapenos, along with my herbs: sage, rosemary, thyme, basil, parsley. And I will plant garlic this fall!
I 'made' a loaf of bread to-day (in my faithful Copper Chef pan), and it smells pretty good in here. It's the frozen kind you get at Walmart and then let sit for four hours thawing before you bake it. I basted it with butter and then seasoned with garlic powder for the final five minutes - hot and fresh, drenched in butter - holy moly is it good!
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| Holy moly indeed. |
The grass is beginning to green, but there are few buds yet - on this 21st day of April in the year of our Lord twenty eighteen.
Tuesday, April 17, 2018
Sunday, April 8, 2018
Friday, April 6, 2018
Track 04 "Love Song" - Album "Third Day" - Artist "Third Day"
'...well all of those dreams are an empty emotion, it can never been done.'
Track 06 "Thief" - Album "Third Day" - Artist "Third Day"
'... they nail Him to the rugged cross, and raise Him, yeah they raise Him up next to me...'
Sunday, April 1, 2018
Recipe #115 - Canta el Gallo Sandwich
I made a fruitful trip this beautiful Easter morning to Dexter, where we like to shop at the County Market ( https://bit.ly/2Gtlgfu ). Alas, the Country Market was not open on this glorious morn, but the POS Busch's was across the street. (Please consider this an absolute non-endorsement for this grocer. Over-priced from avocado to zip-lock, I cannot fathom why anyone would purposefully shop at Bush's if they had any choice at all.)
I was able to score four fresh onion buns that I thought I would enjoy later with some lunchmeat.
Well, I surely was not buying lunch meat at this establishment, so I came home with my cat litter, Buffalo Trace, and overpriced plain yogurt.
I began the kitchen festivities then with some pasta sauce:
In a tablespoon of EVOO, I sauteed one yellow onion diced, one green bell pepper diced, four garlic cloves diced, and one pound of ground Jennie-O turkey.
As the meat was simmering, I added 8 ounces of sliced mushrooms and one half of a beautiful 2 pound Heirloom tomato diced up. Then I added the jar of Ragu Bold and Spicy sauce.
Seasoned with dried basil and oregano, and with a bag of frozen broccoli and cauliflower thrown in for good vegetable-measure, I left this on low for about an hour.
There was some boneless chicken breast I had pulled out of the freezer a couple days ago and wanted to use up, so I thought - hey, how about a sammich?!?
That Muenster cheese really compliments the tomato sauce and chicken, the buns didn't disintegrate with all the sauce (worth the five buck pricetag :-), and the tomatoes didn't fall apart during the devouring process.
This is going to be the premier sandwich on our menu, when we open our diner.
Soli Deo gloria!
I was able to score four fresh onion buns that I thought I would enjoy later with some lunchmeat.
Well, I surely was not buying lunch meat at this establishment, so I came home with my cat litter, Buffalo Trace, and overpriced plain yogurt.
I began the kitchen festivities then with some pasta sauce:
In a tablespoon of EVOO, I sauteed one yellow onion diced, one green bell pepper diced, four garlic cloves diced, and one pound of ground Jennie-O turkey.
As the meat was simmering, I added 8 ounces of sliced mushrooms and one half of a beautiful 2 pound Heirloom tomato diced up. Then I added the jar of Ragu Bold and Spicy sauce.
Seasoned with dried basil and oregano, and with a bag of frozen broccoli and cauliflower thrown in for good vegetable-measure, I left this on low for about an hour.
There was some boneless chicken breast I had pulled out of the freezer a couple days ago and wanted to use up, so I thought - hey, how about a sammich?!?
I butterflied the chicken and seasoned it with my garden herb mix, and then fried in a little EVOO-laden Copper Chef pan.
I topped the chicken with some sliced Munster cheese at the end. The pricey onion bun I dressed with some salad dressing and slices of the aforementioned good-ass tomato.
I then poured a ladle of the sauce over the meat, and took a couple photos.
That Muenster cheese really compliments the tomato sauce and chicken, the buns didn't disintegrate with all the sauce (worth the five buck pricetag :-), and the tomatoes didn't fall apart during the devouring process.
This is going to be the premier sandwich on our menu, when we open our diner.
Soli Deo gloria!
Easter Sunday - The Resurrection of the Lord
Jesus, let the joy of the Resurrection be the enduring grace that guides my life.
Saturday, March 31, 2018
Easter Sunday - The Resurrection of the Lord -At the Easter Vigil in the Holy Night of Easter
Mark 16: 1-7
When the sabbath was over,
Mary Magdalene, Mary, the mother of James, and Salome
bought spices so that they might go and anoint him.
Very early when the sun had risen,
on the first day of the week, they came to the tomb.
They were saying to one another,
"Who will roll back the stone for us
from the entrance to the tomb?"
When they looked up,
they saw that the stone had been rolled back;
it was very large.
On entering the tomb they saw a young man
sitting on the right side, clothed in a white robe,
and they were utterly amazed.
He said to them, "Do not be amazed!
You seek Jesus of Nazareth, the crucified.
He has been raised; he is not here.
Behold the place where they laid him.
But go and tell his disciples and Peter,
'He is going before you to Galilee;
there you will see him, as he told you.'"
When the sabbath was over,
Mary Magdalene, Mary, the mother of James, and Salome
bought spices so that they might go and anoint him.
Very early when the sun had risen,
on the first day of the week, they came to the tomb.
They were saying to one another,
"Who will roll back the stone for us
from the entrance to the tomb?"
When they looked up,
they saw that the stone had been rolled back;
it was very large.
On entering the tomb they saw a young man
sitting on the right side, clothed in a white robe,
and they were utterly amazed.
He said to them, "Do not be amazed!
You seek Jesus of Nazareth, the crucified.
He has been raised; he is not here.
Behold the place where they laid him.
But go and tell his disciples and Peter,
'He is going before you to Galilee;
there you will see him, as he told you.'"
Friday, March 30, 2018
Good Friday of the Lord's Passion
John 18 and 19
esus went out with his disciples across the Kidron valley
to where there was a garden,
into which he and his disciples entered.
Judas his betrayer also knew the place,
because Jesus had often met there with his disciples.
So Judas got a band of soldiers and guards
from the chief priests and the Pharisees
and went there with lanterns, torches, and weapons.
Jesus, knowing everything that was going to happen to him,
went out and said to them, “Whom are you looking for?”
They answered him, “Jesus the Nazorean.”
He said to them, “I AM.”
Judas his betrayer was also with them.
When he said to them, “I AM, “
they turned away and fell to the ground.
So he again asked them,
“Whom are you looking for?”
They said, “Jesus the Nazorean.”
Jesus answered,
“I told you that I AM.
So if you are looking for me, let these men go.”
This was to fulfill what he had said,
“I have not lost any of those you gave me.”
Then Simon Peter, who had a sword, drew it,
struck the high priest’s slave, and cut off his right ear.
The slave’s name was Malchus.
Jesus said to Peter,
“Put your sword into its scabbard.
Shall I not drink the cup that the Father gave me?”
So the band of soldiers, the tribune, and the Jewish guards seized Jesus,
bound him, and brought him to Annas first.
He was the father-in-law of Caiaphas,
who was high priest that year.
It was Caiaphas who had counseled the Jews
that it was better that one man should die rather than the people.
Simon Peter and another disciple followed Jesus.
Now the other disciple was known to the high priest,
and he entered the courtyard of the high priest with Jesus.
But Peter stood at the gate outside.
So the other disciple, the acquaintance of the high priest,
went out and spoke to the gatekeeper and brought Peter in.
Then the maid who was the gatekeeper said to Peter,
“You are not one of this man’s disciples, are you?”
He said, “I am not.”
Now the slaves and the guards were standing around a charcoal fire
that they had made, because it was cold,
and were warming themselves.
Peter was also standing there keeping warm.
The high priest questioned Jesus
about his disciples and about his doctrine.
Jesus answered him,
“I have spoken publicly to the world.
I have always taught in a synagogue
or in the temple area where all the Jews gather,
and in secret I have said nothing. Why ask me?
Ask those who heard me what I said to them.
They know what I said.”
When he had said this,
one of the temple guards standing there struck Jesus and said,
“Is this the way you answer the high priest?”
Jesus answered him,
“If I have spoken wrongly, testify to the wrong;
but if I have spoken rightly, why do you strike me?”
Then Annas sent him bound to Caiaphas the high priest.
Now Simon Peter was standing there keeping warm.
And they said to him,
“You are not one of his disciples, are you?”
He denied it and said,
“I am not.”
One of the slaves of the high priest,
a relative of the one whose ear Peter had cut off, said,
“Didn’t I see you in the garden with him?”
Again Peter denied it.
And immediately the cock crowed.
Then they brought Jesus from Caiaphas to the praetorium.
It was morning.
And they themselves did not enter the praetorium,
in order not to be defiled so that they could eat the Passover.
So Pilate came out to them and said,
“What charge do you bring against this man?”
They answered and said to him,
“If he were not a criminal,
we would not have handed him over to you.”
At this, Pilate said to them,
“Take him yourselves, and judge him according to your law.”
The Jews answered him,
“We do not have the right to execute anyone, “
in order that the word of Jesus might be fulfilled
that he said indicating the kind of death he would die.
So Pilate went back into the praetorium
and summoned Jesus and said to him,
“Are you the King of the Jews?”
Jesus answered,
“Do you say this on your own
or have others told you about me?”
Pilate answered,
“I am not a Jew, am I?
Your own nation and the chief priests handed you over to me.
What have you done?”
Jesus answered,
“My kingdom does not belong to this world.
If my kingdom did belong to this world,
my attendants would be fighting
to keep me from being handed over to the Jews.
But as it is, my kingdom is not here.”
So Pilate said to him,
“Then you are a king?”
Jesus answered,
“You say I am a king.
For this I was born and for this I came into the world,
to testify to the truth.
Everyone who belongs to the truth listens to my voice.”
Pilate said to him, “What is truth?”
When he had said this,
he again went out to the Jews and said to them,
“I find no guilt in him.
But you have a custom that I release one prisoner to you at Passover.
Do you want me to release to you the King of the Jews?”
They cried out again,
“Not this one but Barabbas!”
Now Barabbas was a revolutionary.
Then Pilate took Jesus and had him scourged.
And the soldiers wove a crown out of thorns and placed it on his head,
and clothed him in a purple cloak,
and they came to him and said,
“Hail, King of the Jews!”
And they struck him repeatedly.
Once more Pilate went out and said to them,
“Look, I am bringing him out to you,
so that you may know that I find no guilt in him.”
So Jesus came out,
wearing the crown of thorns and the purple cloak.
And he said to them, “Behold, the man!”
When the chief priests and the guards saw him they cried out,
“Crucify him, crucify him!”
Pilate said to them,
“Take him yourselves and crucify him.
I find no guilt in him.”
The Jews answered,
“We have a law, and according to that law he ought to die,
because he made himself the Son of God.”
Now when Pilate heard this statement,
he became even more afraid,
and went back into the praetorium and said to Jesus,
“Where are you from?”
Jesus did not answer him.
So Pilate said to him,
“Do you not speak to me?
Do you not know that I have power to release you
and I have power to crucify you?”
Jesus answered him,
“You would have no power over me
if it had not been given to you from above.
For this reason the one who handed me over to you
has the greater sin.”
Consequently, Pilate tried to release him; but the Jews cried out,
“If you release him, you are not a Friend of Caesar.
Everyone who makes himself a king opposes Caesar.”
When Pilate heard these words he brought Jesus out
and seated him on the judge’s bench
in the place called Stone Pavement, in Hebrew, Gabbatha.
It was preparation day for Passover, and it was about noon.
And he said to the Jews,
“Behold, your king!”
They cried out,
“Take him away, take him away! Crucify him!”
Pilate said to them,
“Shall I crucify your king?”
The chief priests answered,
“We have no king but Caesar.”
Then he handed him over to them to be crucified.
So they took Jesus, and, carrying the cross himself,
he went out to what is called the Place of the Skull,
in Hebrew, Golgotha.
There they crucified him, and with him two others,
one on either side, with Jesus in the middle.
Pilate also had an inscription written and put on the cross.
It read,
“Jesus the Nazorean, the King of the Jews.”
Now many of the Jews read this inscription,
because the place where Jesus was crucified was near the city;
and it was written in Hebrew, Latin, and Greek.
So the chief priests of the Jews said to Pilate,
“Do not write ‘The King of the Jews,’
but that he said, ‘I am the King of the Jews’.”
Pilate answered,
“What I have written, I have written.”
When the soldiers had crucified Jesus,
they took his clothes and divided them into four shares,
a share for each soldier.
They also took his tunic, but the tunic was seamless,
woven in one piece from the top down.
So they said to one another,
“Let’s not tear it, but cast lots for it to see whose it will be, “
in order that the passage of Scripture might be fulfilled that says:
They divided my garments among them,
and for my vesture they cast lots.
This is what the soldiers did.
Standing by the cross of Jesus were his mother
and his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas,
and Mary of Magdala.
When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple there whom he loved
he said to his mother, “Woman, behold, your son.”
Then he said to the disciple,
“Behold, your mother.”
And from that hour the disciple took her into his home.
After this, aware that everything was now finished,
in order that the Scripture might be fulfilled,
Jesus said, “I thirst.”
There was a vessel filled with common wine.
So they put a sponge soaked in wine on a sprig of hyssop
and put it up to his mouth.
When Jesus had taken the wine, he said,
“It is finished.”
And bowing his head, he handed over the spirit.
Here all kneel and pause for a short time.
Now since it was preparation day,
in order that the bodies might not remain on the cross on the sabbath,
for the sabbath day of that week was a solemn one,
the Jews asked Pilate that their legs be broken
and that they be taken down.
So the soldiers came and broke the legs of the first
and then of the other one who was crucified with Jesus.
But when they came to Jesus and saw that he was already dead,
they did not break his legs,
but one soldier thrust his lance into his side,
and immediately blood and water flowed out.
An eyewitness has testified, and his testimony is true;
he knows that he is speaking the truth,
so that you also may come to believe.
For this happened so that the Scripture passage might be fulfilled:
Not a bone of it will be broken.
And again another passage says:
They will look upon him whom they have pierced.
After this, Joseph of Arimathea,
secretly a disciple of Jesus for fear of the Jews,
asked Pilate if he could remove the body of Jesus.
And Pilate permitted it.
So he came and took his body.
Nicodemus, the one who had first come to him at night,
also came bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes
weighing about one hundred pounds.
They took the body of Jesus
and bound it with burial cloths along with the spices,
according to the Jewish burial custom.
Now in the place where he had been crucified there was a garden,
and in the garden a new tomb, in which no one had yet been buried.
So they laid Jesus there because of the Jewish preparation day;
for the tomb was close by.
esus went out with his disciples across the Kidron valley
to where there was a garden,
into which he and his disciples entered.
Judas his betrayer also knew the place,
because Jesus had often met there with his disciples.
So Judas got a band of soldiers and guards
from the chief priests and the Pharisees
and went there with lanterns, torches, and weapons.
Jesus, knowing everything that was going to happen to him,
went out and said to them, “Whom are you looking for?”
They answered him, “Jesus the Nazorean.”
He said to them, “I AM.”
Judas his betrayer was also with them.
When he said to them, “I AM, “
they turned away and fell to the ground.
So he again asked them,
“Whom are you looking for?”
They said, “Jesus the Nazorean.”
Jesus answered,
“I told you that I AM.
So if you are looking for me, let these men go.”
This was to fulfill what he had said,
“I have not lost any of those you gave me.”
Then Simon Peter, who had a sword, drew it,
struck the high priest’s slave, and cut off his right ear.
The slave’s name was Malchus.
Jesus said to Peter,
“Put your sword into its scabbard.
Shall I not drink the cup that the Father gave me?”
So the band of soldiers, the tribune, and the Jewish guards seized Jesus,
bound him, and brought him to Annas first.
He was the father-in-law of Caiaphas,
who was high priest that year.
It was Caiaphas who had counseled the Jews
that it was better that one man should die rather than the people.
Simon Peter and another disciple followed Jesus.
Now the other disciple was known to the high priest,
and he entered the courtyard of the high priest with Jesus.
But Peter stood at the gate outside.
So the other disciple, the acquaintance of the high priest,
went out and spoke to the gatekeeper and brought Peter in.
Then the maid who was the gatekeeper said to Peter,
“You are not one of this man’s disciples, are you?”
He said, “I am not.”
Now the slaves and the guards were standing around a charcoal fire
that they had made, because it was cold,
and were warming themselves.
Peter was also standing there keeping warm.
The high priest questioned Jesus
about his disciples and about his doctrine.
Jesus answered him,
“I have spoken publicly to the world.
I have always taught in a synagogue
or in the temple area where all the Jews gather,
and in secret I have said nothing. Why ask me?
Ask those who heard me what I said to them.
They know what I said.”
When he had said this,
one of the temple guards standing there struck Jesus and said,
“Is this the way you answer the high priest?”
Jesus answered him,
“If I have spoken wrongly, testify to the wrong;
but if I have spoken rightly, why do you strike me?”
Then Annas sent him bound to Caiaphas the high priest.
Now Simon Peter was standing there keeping warm.
And they said to him,
“You are not one of his disciples, are you?”
He denied it and said,
“I am not.”
One of the slaves of the high priest,
a relative of the one whose ear Peter had cut off, said,
“Didn’t I see you in the garden with him?”
Again Peter denied it.
And immediately the cock crowed.
Then they brought Jesus from Caiaphas to the praetorium.
It was morning.
And they themselves did not enter the praetorium,
in order not to be defiled so that they could eat the Passover.
So Pilate came out to them and said,
“What charge do you bring against this man?”
They answered and said to him,
“If he were not a criminal,
we would not have handed him over to you.”
At this, Pilate said to them,
“Take him yourselves, and judge him according to your law.”
The Jews answered him,
“We do not have the right to execute anyone, “
in order that the word of Jesus might be fulfilled
that he said indicating the kind of death he would die.
So Pilate went back into the praetorium
and summoned Jesus and said to him,
“Are you the King of the Jews?”
Jesus answered,
“Do you say this on your own
or have others told you about me?”
Pilate answered,
“I am not a Jew, am I?
Your own nation and the chief priests handed you over to me.
What have you done?”
Jesus answered,
“My kingdom does not belong to this world.
If my kingdom did belong to this world,
my attendants would be fighting
to keep me from being handed over to the Jews.
But as it is, my kingdom is not here.”
So Pilate said to him,
“Then you are a king?”
Jesus answered,
“You say I am a king.
For this I was born and for this I came into the world,
to testify to the truth.
Everyone who belongs to the truth listens to my voice.”
Pilate said to him, “What is truth?”
When he had said this,
he again went out to the Jews and said to them,
“I find no guilt in him.
But you have a custom that I release one prisoner to you at Passover.
Do you want me to release to you the King of the Jews?”
They cried out again,
“Not this one but Barabbas!”
Now Barabbas was a revolutionary.
Then Pilate took Jesus and had him scourged.
And the soldiers wove a crown out of thorns and placed it on his head,
and clothed him in a purple cloak,
and they came to him and said,
“Hail, King of the Jews!”
And they struck him repeatedly.
Once more Pilate went out and said to them,
“Look, I am bringing him out to you,
so that you may know that I find no guilt in him.”
So Jesus came out,
wearing the crown of thorns and the purple cloak.
And he said to them, “Behold, the man!”
When the chief priests and the guards saw him they cried out,
“Crucify him, crucify him!”
Pilate said to them,
“Take him yourselves and crucify him.
I find no guilt in him.”
The Jews answered,
“We have a law, and according to that law he ought to die,
because he made himself the Son of God.”
Now when Pilate heard this statement,
he became even more afraid,
and went back into the praetorium and said to Jesus,
“Where are you from?”
Jesus did not answer him.
So Pilate said to him,
“Do you not speak to me?
Do you not know that I have power to release you
and I have power to crucify you?”
Jesus answered him,
“You would have no power over me
if it had not been given to you from above.
For this reason the one who handed me over to you
has the greater sin.”
Consequently, Pilate tried to release him; but the Jews cried out,
“If you release him, you are not a Friend of Caesar.
Everyone who makes himself a king opposes Caesar.”
When Pilate heard these words he brought Jesus out
and seated him on the judge’s bench
in the place called Stone Pavement, in Hebrew, Gabbatha.
It was preparation day for Passover, and it was about noon.
And he said to the Jews,
“Behold, your king!”
They cried out,
“Take him away, take him away! Crucify him!”
Pilate said to them,
“Shall I crucify your king?”
The chief priests answered,
“We have no king but Caesar.”
Then he handed him over to them to be crucified.
So they took Jesus, and, carrying the cross himself,
he went out to what is called the Place of the Skull,
in Hebrew, Golgotha.
There they crucified him, and with him two others,
one on either side, with Jesus in the middle.
Pilate also had an inscription written and put on the cross.
It read,
“Jesus the Nazorean, the King of the Jews.”
Now many of the Jews read this inscription,
because the place where Jesus was crucified was near the city;
and it was written in Hebrew, Latin, and Greek.
So the chief priests of the Jews said to Pilate,
“Do not write ‘The King of the Jews,’
but that he said, ‘I am the King of the Jews’.”
Pilate answered,
“What I have written, I have written.”
When the soldiers had crucified Jesus,
they took his clothes and divided them into four shares,
a share for each soldier.
They also took his tunic, but the tunic was seamless,
woven in one piece from the top down.
So they said to one another,
“Let’s not tear it, but cast lots for it to see whose it will be, “
in order that the passage of Scripture might be fulfilled that says:
They divided my garments among them,
and for my vesture they cast lots.
This is what the soldiers did.
Standing by the cross of Jesus were his mother
and his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas,
and Mary of Magdala.
When Jesus saw his mother and the disciple there whom he loved
he said to his mother, “Woman, behold, your son.”
Then he said to the disciple,
“Behold, your mother.”
And from that hour the disciple took her into his home.
After this, aware that everything was now finished,
in order that the Scripture might be fulfilled,
Jesus said, “I thirst.”
There was a vessel filled with common wine.
So they put a sponge soaked in wine on a sprig of hyssop
and put it up to his mouth.
When Jesus had taken the wine, he said,
“It is finished.”
And bowing his head, he handed over the spirit.
Here all kneel and pause for a short time.
Now since it was preparation day,
in order that the bodies might not remain on the cross on the sabbath,
for the sabbath day of that week was a solemn one,
the Jews asked Pilate that their legs be broken
and that they be taken down.
So the soldiers came and broke the legs of the first
and then of the other one who was crucified with Jesus.
But when they came to Jesus and saw that he was already dead,
they did not break his legs,
but one soldier thrust his lance into his side,
and immediately blood and water flowed out.
An eyewitness has testified, and his testimony is true;
he knows that he is speaking the truth,
so that you also may come to believe.
For this happened so that the Scripture passage might be fulfilled:
Not a bone of it will be broken.
And again another passage says:
They will look upon him whom they have pierced.
After this, Joseph of Arimathea,
secretly a disciple of Jesus for fear of the Jews,
asked Pilate if he could remove the body of Jesus.
And Pilate permitted it.
So he came and took his body.
Nicodemus, the one who had first come to him at night,
also came bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes
weighing about one hundred pounds.
They took the body of Jesus
and bound it with burial cloths along with the spices,
according to the Jewish burial custom.
Now in the place where he had been crucified there was a garden,
and in the garden a new tomb, in which no one had yet been buried.
So they laid Jesus there because of the Jewish preparation day;
for the tomb was close by.
Wednesday, March 28, 2018
Holy Thursday
John 13:1-15
Before the feast of Passover, Jesus knew that his hour had come
to pass from this world to the Father.
He loved his own in the world and he loved them to the end.
The devil had already induced Judas, son of Simon the Iscariot, to hand him over.
So, during supper,
fully aware that the Father had put everything into his power
and that he had come from God and was returning to God,
he rose from supper and took off his outer garments.
He took a towel and tied it around his waist.
Then he poured water into a basin
and began to wash the disciples' feet
and dry them with the towel around his waist.
He came to Simon Peter, who said to him,
"Master, are you going to wash my feet?"
Jesus answered and said to him,
"What I am doing, you do not understand now,
but you will understand later."
Peter said to him, "You will never wash my feet."
Jesus answered him,
"Unless I wash you, you will have no inheritance with me."
Simon Peter said to him,
"Master, then not only my feet, but my hands and head as well."
Jesus said to him,
"Whoever has bathed has no need except to have his feet washed,
for he is clean all over;
so you are clean, but not all."
For he knew who would betray him;
for this reason, he said, "Not all of you are clean."
So when he had washed their feet
and put his garments back on and reclined at table again,
he said to them, "Do you realize what I have done for you?
You call me 'teacher' and 'master,' and rightly so, for indeed I am.
If I, therefore, the master and teacher, have washed your feet,
you ought to wash one another's feet.
I have given you a model to follow,
so that as I have done for you, you should also do."
Before the feast of Passover, Jesus knew that his hour had come
to pass from this world to the Father.
He loved his own in the world and he loved them to the end.
The devil had already induced Judas, son of Simon the Iscariot, to hand him over.
So, during supper,
fully aware that the Father had put everything into his power
and that he had come from God and was returning to God,
he rose from supper and took off his outer garments.
He took a towel and tied it around his waist.
Then he poured water into a basin
and began to wash the disciples' feet
and dry them with the towel around his waist.
He came to Simon Peter, who said to him,
"Master, are you going to wash my feet?"
Jesus answered and said to him,
"What I am doing, you do not understand now,
but you will understand later."
Peter said to him, "You will never wash my feet."
Jesus answered him,
"Unless I wash you, you will have no inheritance with me."
Simon Peter said to him,
"Master, then not only my feet, but my hands and head as well."
Jesus said to him,
"Whoever has bathed has no need except to have his feet washed,
for he is clean all over;
so you are clean, but not all."
For he knew who would betray him;
for this reason, he said, "Not all of you are clean."
So when he had washed their feet
and put his garments back on and reclined at table again,
he said to them, "Do you realize what I have done for you?
You call me 'teacher' and 'master,' and rightly so, for indeed I am.
If I, therefore, the master and teacher, have washed your feet,
you ought to wash one another's feet.
I have given you a model to follow,
so that as I have done for you, you should also do."
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
The Breaking of the Fellowship
Having said their goodbye's in Lothlorien, the Company of the Ring paddled south along the Great River toward Mordor. Aragorn, now leader by default, was deep in thought regarding the path the Company should take once they had to make a decision: eastward with the ring, and to certain doom, or westward to Minas Tirith to stand with that City on Seven Hills and fight the enemy as they were able (leading eventually to almost certain doom).
The River was quiet, the weather fair, yet the hearts of the Company were troubled. Each carried their own thoughts and fears - all most assuradly wondered how they would fare without Gandalf leading them: Gimli, son of Gloin mourned his people who fell in Moria. In spite of the imminent and present danger, the thoughts of Legolas Greenleaf drifted to the Grey Havens, where he heard the cry of the gull. Boromir was stern and set on defeating Sauron by might, and any means obtainable. Meriadoc and Perigrin, both paddling with him, tried to sleep to keep the danger ahead out of mind. Frodo Ring-Bearer was deeply saddened by the fall of Gandalf, but knew where he must be headed. Samwise likewise, knew his destiny was with Master Frodo, where ever that may be. Aragorn, son of Arathorn, knew his ultimate destiny, but the care and protection of the remaining Company were his immediate concern.
So they paddled and drifted, now close to the west bank, now nearing the east (and the foul cries there), umtil at one point they could hear the Falls of Rauros, and knew it had come time to make a decision.
The River was quiet, the weather fair, yet the hearts of the Company were troubled. Each carried their own thoughts and fears - all most assuradly wondered how they would fare without Gandalf leading them: Gimli, son of Gloin mourned his people who fell in Moria. In spite of the imminent and present danger, the thoughts of Legolas Greenleaf drifted to the Grey Havens, where he heard the cry of the gull. Boromir was stern and set on defeating Sauron by might, and any means obtainable. Meriadoc and Perigrin, both paddling with him, tried to sleep to keep the danger ahead out of mind. Frodo Ring-Bearer was deeply saddened by the fall of Gandalf, but knew where he must be headed. Samwise likewise, knew his destiny was with Master Frodo, where ever that may be. Aragorn, son of Arathorn, knew his ultimate destiny, but the care and protection of the remaining Company were his immediate concern.
So they paddled and drifted, now close to the west bank, now nearing the east (and the foul cries there), umtil at one point they could hear the Falls of Rauros, and knew it had come time to make a decision.
Wednesday of Holy Week
Matthew 26:14-25
One of the Twelve, who was called Judas Iscariot,
went to the chief priests and said,
"What are you willing to give me
if I hand him over to you?"
They paid him thirty pieces of silver,
and from that time on he looked for an opportunity to hand him over.
On the first day of the Feast of Unleavened Bread,
the disciples approached Jesus and said,
"Where do you want us to prepare
for you to eat the Passover?"
He said,
"Go into the city to a certain man and tell him,
'The teacher says, "My appointed time draws near;
in your house I shall celebrate the Passover with my disciples."'"
The disciples then did as Jesus had ordered,
and prepared the Passover.
When it was evening,
he reclined at table with the Twelve.
And while they were eating, he said,
"Amen, I say to you, one of you will betray me."
Deeply distressed at this,
they began to say to him one after another,
"Surely it is not I, Lord?"
He said in reply,
"He who has dipped his hand into the dish with me
is the one who will betray me.
The Son of Man indeed goes, as it is written of him,
but woe to that man by whom the Son of Man is betrayed.
It would be better for that man if he had never been born."
Then Judas, his betrayer, said in reply,
"Surely it is not I, Rabbi?"
He answered, "You have said so."
One of the Twelve, who was called Judas Iscariot,
went to the chief priests and said,
"What are you willing to give me
if I hand him over to you?"
They paid him thirty pieces of silver,
and from that time on he looked for an opportunity to hand him over.
On the first day of the Feast of Unleavened Bread,
the disciples approached Jesus and said,
"Where do you want us to prepare
for you to eat the Passover?"
He said,
"Go into the city to a certain man and tell him,
'The teacher says, "My appointed time draws near;
in your house I shall celebrate the Passover with my disciples."'"
The disciples then did as Jesus had ordered,
and prepared the Passover.
When it was evening,
he reclined at table with the Twelve.
And while they were eating, he said,
"Amen, I say to you, one of you will betray me."
Deeply distressed at this,
they began to say to him one after another,
"Surely it is not I, Lord?"
He said in reply,
"He who has dipped his hand into the dish with me
is the one who will betray me.
The Son of Man indeed goes, as it is written of him,
but woe to that man by whom the Son of Man is betrayed.
It would be better for that man if he had never been born."
Then Judas, his betrayer, said in reply,
"Surely it is not I, Rabbi?"
He answered, "You have said so."
Monday, March 26, 2018
Tuesday of Holy Week - John 13:21-33, 36-38
Reclining at table with his disciples, Jesus was deeply troubled and testified,
"Amen, amen, I say to you, one of you will betray me."
The disciples looked at one another, at a loss as to whom he meant.
One of his disciples, the one whom Jesus loved,
was reclining at Jesus' side.
So Simon Peter nodded to him to find out whom he meant.
He leaned back against Jesus' chest and said to him,
"Master, who is it?"
Jesus answered,
"It is the one to whom I hand the morsel after I have dipped it."
So he dipped the morsel and took it and handed it to Judas,
son of Simon the Iscariot.
After Judas took the morsel, Satan entered him.
So Jesus said to him, "What you are going to do, do quickly."
Now none of those reclining at table realized why he said this to him.
Some thought that since Judas kept the money bag, Jesus had told him,
"Buy what we need for the feast,"
or to give something to the poor.
So Judas took the morsel and left at once. And it was night.
When he had left, Jesus said,
"Now is the Son of Man glorified, and God is glorified in him.
If God is glorified in him, God will also glorify him in himself,
and he will glorify him at once.
My children, I will be with you only a little while longer.
You will look for me, and as I told the Jews,
'Where I go you cannot come,' so now I say it to you."
Simon Peter said to him, "Master, where are you going?"
Jesus answered him,
"Where I am going, you cannot follow me now,
though you will follow later."
Peter said to him,
"Master, why can I not follow you now?
I will lay down my life for you."
Jesus answered, "Will you lay down your life for me?
Amen, amen, I say to you, the cock will not crow
before you deny me three times."
"Amen, amen, I say to you, one of you will betray me."
The disciples looked at one another, at a loss as to whom he meant.
One of his disciples, the one whom Jesus loved,
was reclining at Jesus' side.
So Simon Peter nodded to him to find out whom he meant.
He leaned back against Jesus' chest and said to him,
"Master, who is it?"
Jesus answered,
"It is the one to whom I hand the morsel after I have dipped it."
So he dipped the morsel and took it and handed it to Judas,
son of Simon the Iscariot.
After Judas took the morsel, Satan entered him.
So Jesus said to him, "What you are going to do, do quickly."
Now none of those reclining at table realized why he said this to him.
Some thought that since Judas kept the money bag, Jesus had told him,
"Buy what we need for the feast,"
or to give something to the poor.
So Judas took the morsel and left at once. And it was night.
When he had left, Jesus said,
"Now is the Son of Man glorified, and God is glorified in him.
If God is glorified in him, God will also glorify him in himself,
and he will glorify him at once.
My children, I will be with you only a little while longer.
You will look for me, and as I told the Jews,
'Where I go you cannot come,' so now I say it to you."
Simon Peter said to him, "Master, where are you going?"
Jesus answered him,
"Where I am going, you cannot follow me now,
though you will follow later."
Peter said to him,
"Master, why can I not follow you now?
I will lay down my life for you."
Jesus answered, "Will you lay down your life for me?
Amen, amen, I say to you, the cock will not crow
before you deny me three times."
My
I wanted to use my grill this past Palm Sunday and I had some chicken thighs to use up, so I came up with the idea to 'smoke' them - to see if that'd be any good :-)
I made a fire using Kingsford Mesquite briquettes making up about half of my stack. As soon as i had cleaned the grill, I put on my eight seasoned thighs, a couple of shucked ears of sweet corn, my potato bundle, and my asparagus bundle. I saw how little room these took up in that monster grill of mine, so I quickly pulled some thickass pork chops out of the freezer - so as to not waste the charcola - and let them warm up in some water. When I could separate the chops (but with them almost entirely still frozen), I threw them on the grill, probably after the other things had been smoking for an hour or so. The temp did get to about 300 (so is that still called 'smoking'?) and I was in no hurry to eat, so i let it go - periodically checking and adding charcoal. I took a couple of naps during the first NCAA regional final; overall I'd guestimate the chicken and bundles were in there about four hours. Toward the end, I put on two ground chuck patties infused with diced mushrooms, and then covered with swiss cheese. When these were done (not very long for RARE), I took everything off the grill and punched my ticket to FlavorTown with a big plate.
Alas, the pork, while appearing absolutely perfect, was not done. I couldn't tell when I was devouring the first chop, but I surely could later as I was forced into my porcelain-seated office for what seemed like a Paleozoic eon.
I called my sweetie to alert her to the fact that I would be trying to sleep this plague off, and hopped in bed by about 8:00 that evening. No tv, no movies, no radio; and even after my several game naps earlier in the day, I slept through a good portion of the night. I felt much better, too, so I was thankful.
Lesson learned: ... make sure the meat is cooked.
pax
I made a fire using Kingsford Mesquite briquettes making up about half of my stack. As soon as i had cleaned the grill, I put on my eight seasoned thighs, a couple of shucked ears of sweet corn, my potato bundle, and my asparagus bundle. I saw how little room these took up in that monster grill of mine, so I quickly pulled some thickass pork chops out of the freezer - so as to not waste the charcola - and let them warm up in some water. When I could separate the chops (but with them almost entirely still frozen), I threw them on the grill, probably after the other things had been smoking for an hour or so. The temp did get to about 300 (so is that still called 'smoking'?) and I was in no hurry to eat, so i let it go - periodically checking and adding charcoal. I took a couple of naps during the first NCAA regional final; overall I'd guestimate the chicken and bundles were in there about four hours. Toward the end, I put on two ground chuck patties infused with diced mushrooms, and then covered with swiss cheese. When these were done (not very long for RARE), I took everything off the grill and punched my ticket to FlavorTown with a big plate.
Alas, the pork, while appearing absolutely perfect, was not done. I couldn't tell when I was devouring the first chop, but I surely could later as I was forced into my porcelain-seated office for what seemed like a Paleozoic eon.
I called my sweetie to alert her to the fact that I would be trying to sleep this plague off, and hopped in bed by about 8:00 that evening. No tv, no movies, no radio; and even after my several game naps earlier in the day, I slept through a good portion of the night. I felt much better, too, so I was thankful.
Lesson learned: ... make sure the meat is cooked.
pax
Sunday, March 25, 2018
Monday of Holy Week: John 12:1-11
Six days before Passover Jesus came to Bethany,
where Lazarus was, whom Jesus had raised from the dead.
They gave a dinner for him there, and Martha served,
while Lazarus was one of those reclining at table with him.
Mary took a liter of costly perfumed oil
made from genuine aromatic nard
and anointed the feet of Jesus and dried them with her hair;
the house was filled with the fragrance of the oil.
Then Judas the Iscariot, one of his disciples,
and the one who would betray him, said,
"Why was this oil not sold for three hundred days' wages
and given to the poor?"
He said this not because he cared about the poor
but because he was a thief and held the money bag
and used to steal the contributions.
So Jesus said, "Leave her alone.
Let her keep this for the day of my burial.
You always have the poor with you, but you do not always have me."
The large crowd of the Jews found out that he was there and came,
not only because of him, but also to see Lazarus,
whom he had raised from the dead.
And the chief priests plotted to kill Lazarus too,
because many of the Jews were turning away
and believing in Jesus because of him.
John 12:1-11
where Lazarus was, whom Jesus had raised from the dead.
They gave a dinner for him there, and Martha served,
while Lazarus was one of those reclining at table with him.
Mary took a liter of costly perfumed oil
made from genuine aromatic nard
and anointed the feet of Jesus and dried them with her hair;
the house was filled with the fragrance of the oil.
Then Judas the Iscariot, one of his disciples,
and the one who would betray him, said,
"Why was this oil not sold for three hundred days' wages
and given to the poor?"
He said this not because he cared about the poor
but because he was a thief and held the money bag
and used to steal the contributions.
So Jesus said, "Leave her alone.
Let her keep this for the day of my burial.
You always have the poor with you, but you do not always have me."
The large crowd of the Jews found out that he was there and came,
not only because of him, but also to see Lazarus,
whom he had raised from the dead.
And the chief priests plotted to kill Lazarus too,
because many of the Jews were turning away
and believing in Jesus because of him.
John 12:1-11
Sunday, March 11, 2018
Exodus 34: 6b - 7
The LORD, the LORD, a God gracious and merciful, slow to anger and abounding in love and fidelity,*
7continuing his love for a
thousand generations, and forgiving wickedness, rebellion, and sin; yet
not declaring the guilty guiltless, but bringing punishment for their
parents’ wickedness on children and children’s children to the third and
fourth generation
Wednesday, March 7, 2018
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