A. Unabashed Pacifist:
I confess that I’m a fellow traveler – with peacemakers.
B. Unabashed Christian:
Holy One,
You have returned, or, you have sent for me and I have returned, like one who through circumstance, became separated from his beloved, who then, much later, beckoned for him. He had moved on, as they say, in some ways, but his heart never forgot his love. He bore no hard feelings, so he returned with love rekindled. Not in servility, but in anticipation of love’s renewal, longing fulfilled, passion embraced. Just so. Here I am, but do not send me. Let me love you.
Amen
C. Un-quoting Jesus:
“No Mom, I didn’t forget that it’s Mother’s Day. Peace!”
[He would know about the origins of the day, wouldn’t He? But He never said this.]
D. Blog: Pretending to be Married (Joke)
A priest and a nun were lost in a snowstorm. After a while, they came upon a small cabin. Being exhausted, they prepared to go to sleep. There was a stack of blankets and a sleeping bag on the floor but only one bed. Being a gentleman, the priest said, "Sister, you sleep on the bed. I'll sleep on the floor in the sleeping bag."
Just as he got zipped in the bag and was beginning to fall asleep, the nun said "Father, I'm cold." He unzipped the sleeping bag, got up, got another blanket and put it on her.
Once again, he got into the sleeping bag, zipped it and started to drift off to sleep when the nun once again said, "Father, I'm still very cold."
He unzipped the bag, got up again, put another blanket on her and got back into the sleeping bag.
Just as his eyes closed, she said, "Father, I'm sooooo cold." This time, he remained in his sleeping bag and said, "Sister, I have an idea. We're out here in the wilderness where no one will ever know what happened. Let's pretend we're married."
The nun said, "That's fine by me."
To which the priest yelled out, "Get up and get your own stupid blanket!"
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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