Monday, March 17, 2008

Holy Weak

My apologies for the lack of posts. Apparantly the Phase I fevers of this illness are followed by Phase II exhaustion. I am either attempting to accomplish something concrete... or napping.

And now I am going back to bed.

Thursday, March 13, 2008


Had a WONDERFUL weekend spoiling my Mom for her 65th birthday. My sister and I treated her to an all expense paid weekend in Philly complete with a day at the Philadelpia Flower Show, incredibly good food and an on-stage appearance during Menopause The Musical.

Both shows were far more entertaining than I could have hoped and it was a blast to treat my Mom to a really great weekend.

Unfortunately, my Mom and I did both receive as a parting gift a weird illness where the fever never seems to go away, you can only hope to contain it. Certainly not what anyone needs but with a funeral this week and now the heat not working in my home it seems like the universe is aiming at me again.

My current mantra?

In two weeks I will be on a boat.

Friday, March 07, 2008

Revgalblogpal Friday Five: Hope Edition

I am headed to the east side of the state this weekend to hang out with my Mom and sister for my Mom's big birthday. The Boy is going down to southern state with his father for his grandfather's memorial service. I am glad for the former and hope it keeps my mind off of the latter.

Seems like a good time for a hope-filled Friday five but it has been a tough week with a lot of rowing and I am not sure I see it. At least I know it's there...

What have you seen/ heard this week that was a :

1. Sign of hope?

Friends who continue to walk with me.

2. An unexpected word of light in a dark place?

Phone call

3. A sign of spring?

The tell-tale tickle in my throat... the dull headache. Nothing says 'spring' like seasonal allergies.

4. Challenging/ surprising?

Please. Don't get me started.

5. Share a hope for the coming week/month/year....

Coming week - get out of this funk

Coming month - c-r-u-i-s-e

Coming year - new life

Bonus play... a piece of music/ poem guaranteed to cheer you?

Okay, I am going to be slightly less cultured and say a movie clip. And I am going to be even LESS cultured and say it is a Jim Carrey movie clip. I like funny, but I am not usually a fan of over-the-top funny. But in the second Ace Ventura movie when he finds out what they are looking for and he starts to describe why the only animal he cannot stand is the Bat... I crack up laughing EVERY time.
I'm not proud.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

A Fine Line

I have a dog.

Any parent will tell you the best part of having a dog is the instant clean-up of all food products from the floor. I have been known to dump the contents of The Boy's booster seat onto the floor at a friend's house only to be reminded by their confused looks that they, in fact, do not have a dog.

The other day a friend of mine was over and we were sitting and talking like adults in the living room. I found a piece of cereal on the cushion beside me and threw it into the kitchen. Admittedly this is border line behavior even with a dog, but when the dog doesn't move and so effectively all you have done is thrown a piece of trash from one room into the other... suddenly you cross the very fine line into 'trashy'.

Stupid dog.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Damn. I'm Tired.

When I was in seminary it took a lot of energy for me to keep up with the folks at Psnooty Theological. So when sweet Friday came, I usually crashed and crashed HARD. By the end of the semester's exams and papers this non-academic was a zombie. I would spend the week after each semester looking for a soft place to put my head.

That's how I feel this week ever since Sunday afternoon - so tired at times, I can't sleep. Last night BOTH The Boy and I fell asleep during Sesame Street with me considering carrying his dead-weight toddler body up the stairs to be my official exercise regiment of the day... if not the week.

No need to pontificate why I am so dadgum tired in the comments, I get what I have been through. Add to that the onset of spring allergies and you've got yourself some tired!

Here is something you CAN pontificate on... How does my son seem to KNOW when Domestic Goddess is coming? The only morning he dumps his toy bins is when she is coming and the next day he ALWAYS dumps something huge or sticky on the floor. This morning it was yogurt.

No biggie, Jesus will still come again... I was just wondering.

Sunday, March 02, 2008


Do door-to-door evangalizing congregations give out bonus points if you snag a pastor of another denomination because it just stuns me that they come to my door quarterly when I live ON THE GROUNDS of the church.

I did thank them for waking me up from my nap though. And it is a DARN good thing they did not wake up The Boy or they would have found a whole different kind of religion.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Of Sermons and Surveys

So Betty and family have been on me pretty hard this week with their anti-intern venom, etc... Last Sunday we announced in worship that our intern will be returning next year and that kicked off their public anti-intern campaign. In my office, Betty has even attacked our intern's grandchildren because the one stuck her tongue out at her granddaughter. Nevermind that this is the only church intern's grandchildren have ever WANTED to go to and in their volatile home setting have actually declared that their Mom should come with them.

I don't understand how there can be NO grace for these grandchildren by Betty and family and yet they continue to invite TOW1 and her family back to worship with us weekly. Why does an adult who made a concious choice to go after her friend AND pastor's husband get absolution while ADHD children are considered not worthy of a little forbearance?

One friend compared this family to sharks circling in the water and I think she has it right. They are pushing and pushing me, waiting for me to snap so they can show how TOW1 isn't so bad after all. Worse is they are desperate as the folks who are normally at their beck and call, ready to line up behind them no matter what are nowhere to be found. For whatever reasons, these folks have left Betty and family on their own in this fight which actually makes them a bit more dangerous and has my attention very much on them.

With that kind of attention in their direction it is hard to focus on writing a sermon for the masses. I so want to turn the Gospel of John into a direct hit on that family that my sermon is, of course, going nowhere. I am hoping venting here will help clear my head and get back to the Message that is really waiting to be said.

A couple of other notes... two days after I received the decree in the mail I filled out a survey that of course ended with the relationship status check boxes.
__ Single
__ Married
__ Widowed
__ Divorced

What I really wanted was another box:
__ Divorced but there are people who can attest that it really wasn't your fault.

Then to take it to the next level there was another grouping that had something like, "How would you best describe your household?"
__ Married, with children
__ Married, without children
__ Single, never married, no children
__ Single parent

It was something like that, from my own denomination no less!
And on a separate note could someone please tell the upper body of my denomination that this is the earliest Lent has been in a long, long, time and maybe they should save their surveys for APRIL! This is the second one I have been asked to do since the beginning of the year.

One last thing, tdx's father died on Thursday so he was divorced and orphaned in the same week. I am quite sure none of you are fans of him but suffice to say that even my family is quite worried about him. There is nothing we can do, we get that. But the death of both parents and a divorce in two months is a lot to bear especially since we know that although he never chose to change his course, he does get that the demise of our marriage is 99% on him and his inability to remember when it counted all that we had that was worth salvaging.