<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:13:34.156-04:00</updated><category term='Holy Week'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='pentecost'/><category term='Lent'/><category term='&quot;Easter Sunday&quot;'/><category term='repentence/rebirth'/><category term='longing'/><category term='Crucifixion'/><category term='image'/><category term='fasting'/><category term='eastertide'/><category term='&quot;Ash Wednesday&quot;'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='time'/><title type='text'>Practice: the Christian Liturgical Year</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-2637263050593746632</id><published>2009-04-15T12:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:29:05.210-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pentecost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eastertide'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeYK4tN8_4I/AAAAAAAAAaA/H9iH03ML_as/s1600-h/20090413_3029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324955578739261314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeYK4tN8_4I/AAAAAAAAAaA/H9iH03ML_as/s400/20090413_3029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeYKvM1qk6I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VAmb3ESynb0/s1600-h/20090413_3044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324955415428633506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeYKvM1qk6I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VAmb3ESynb0/s400/20090413_3044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Week 12, Pentecost: Citing this week’s readings, what recommendations would you give churches today celebrating the Pentecost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The Pentecost feast is the climax of the Easter-Pentecost Season. On this day, Christians celebrate the redemptive act in its entirety—from Christ’s death, resurrection and ascension to the sending of the Holy Spirit to empower our ministry and cultivate our relationship with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; This day is an expression of the Joy embodied on Easter Sunday and through Eastertide. Like the Jewish understanding of the covenant of Redemption as a process of participation, to be passed on from one generation to the next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn2" name="_ftnref2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, Eastertide and Pentecost are celebrations of the human relationship with Jesus Christ. As Brown points out, those who come together for worship enter into a relationship of unity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn3" name="_ftnref3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; (which, by definition, is inclusive), with all generations of all people.&lt;br /&gt;      As Brown stated just a few pages earlier, “Baptism is a public action.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn4" name="_ftnref4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Thus Salvation is collective process; unless we come together as human beings, committing ourselves to each other on an individual and collective level, we cannot know God. As Gilbert Meilaender writes (I’ve quoted it elsewhere, I know.): “to give ourselves to no one and no place in particular is not to be more like God; it is just to fail as a human being.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn5" name="_ftnref5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; If the Pentecost feast is a time to rejoice in our relationship with God, it is also a time to celebrate our humanity, to be grateful for this life we have been given and to do what we can to live well, thus turning toward (rather than away from) God.&lt;br /&gt;     Aside from the festive meals and bright colors on Pentecost, I would suggest an atmosphere of play. Through play, we develop relations and begin to see each other more fully. Tension is released and joy is found. Play moves beyond, and somehow transcends the tensions between suffering and happiness, between dark and light. It cuts through to what is most intimate, and to what is, most essentially, human.&lt;br /&gt;     Another part of Eastertide and Pentecost is the pure physicality of these springs and summer months. In Lent, we have been hibernating, as Persephone deep within the Underworld, or Jesus in the tomb. In “leaving the tomb,” or in returning from the underworld, we must step outside of ourselves and back into the world, working passionately to cultivate the seeds sown in late winter, to plant the gardens planned during Lent. This is physical work, our bodies breathing in light and sweating out toxins. In cultivating our gardens, we revel in pleasure, in the bloom, in beauty and fragrance. We engage in the community, sharing our abundance with others and participating in communal life. We cook feasts with fresh harvest, inviting neighbors to share meals over laughter; we sing songs around fire pits and tell stories on back porches filled with moonlight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I’m running out of space, I’ll end here with a quotation from an interview with Terry Tempest Williams in The Iowa Review, 1997. I was reminded of this during the second part of our conversation in class today:&lt;br /&gt;“…When we’re in relation, whether it is with a human being with an animal, or with the desert [or God?], I think there is an exchange of the erotic impulse. We are engaged, we are vulnerable, we are both giving and receiving, we are fully present in that moment, and we are able to heighten out capacity for passion which I think is the full range of emotion, both joy and sorrow that one feels when in wild country.” [Perhaps God is wild country, no?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Handbook 235&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref2" name="_ftn2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Greenberg 68-70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref3" name="_ftn3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Brown 285&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref4" name="_ftn4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Brown 281&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref5" name="_ftn5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Meilaender, 18: Meilaender, Gilbert. 1997. “Creatures of Place and Time: Reflections on Moving.” First Things, April: 17-23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-2637263050593746632?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/2637263050593746632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=2637263050593746632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/2637263050593746632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/2637263050593746632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/04/week-12-pentecost-citing-this-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeYK4tN8_4I/AAAAAAAAAaA/H9iH03ML_as/s72-c/20090413_3029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-8917389510619493689</id><published>2009-04-12T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:50:14.176-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Easter Sunday&quot;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeJ-CnqdgsI/AAAAAAAAAYw/wPdIpbqlA3U/s1600-h/20090411_2834-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323956292977263298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeJ-CnqdgsI/AAAAAAAAAYw/wPdIpbqlA3U/s400/20090411_2834-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-8917389510619493689?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/8917389510619493689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=8917389510619493689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/8917389510619493689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/8917389510619493689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeJ-CnqdgsI/AAAAAAAAAYw/wPdIpbqlA3U/s72-c/20090411_2834-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-5389914423157270161</id><published>2009-04-11T13:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:45:37.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repentence/rebirth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longing'/><title type='text'>Holy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeDVEPUwkJI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dVK-_mANfb0/s1600-h/20090323_2700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323489028361719954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeDVEPUwkJI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dVK-_mANfb0/s400/20090323_2700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeDU2ZQhVeI/AAAAAAAAAYY/2DLL1SNdKE8/s1600-h/20090130_1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323488790510130658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeDU2ZQhVeI/AAAAAAAAAYY/2DLL1SNdKE8/s400/20090130_1606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeDVe-gAzoI/AAAAAAAAAYo/mmHmRMZiDEo/s1600-h/20090111_0800+1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323489487701986946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeDVe-gAzoI/AAAAAAAAAYo/mmHmRMZiDEo/s400/20090111_0800+1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;these photos, paired with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-six-jewish-and-christian-time.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-5389914423157270161?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/5389914423157270161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=5389914423157270161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/5389914423157270161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/5389914423157270161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-saturday.html' title='Holy Saturday'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SeDVEPUwkJI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dVK-_mANfb0/s72-c/20090323_2700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-5451328334209476410</id><published>2009-04-11T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:30:23.147-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Week'/><title type='text'>Week 11: Holy Week II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Week 11, Holy Week II: Citing this week’s readings, what recommendations would you give churches today celebrating Easter Sunday and Eastertide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In “The Origins of Easter” Paul Bradshaw points out that the modern day Easter celebration has evolved from two separate ancient traditions. One feast tradition (practiced by the “Quartodecimans”) memorializes the suffering and death of Christ. The other celebrates Christ’s passage from death to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; While the latter tradition is understood to be more universal than the first (as it celebrates Christ’s resurrection rather than memorializing his death), it is important to recognize that modern day practices of Easter have evolved from a combination of both. Just as the “Quartodecimans” memorialized Christ’s death in the context of the whole redemptive act,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn2" name="_ftnref2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; on Easter Sunday and during Eastertide Christians celebrate the Resurrection only after they have first recognized and mourned Christ’s death during the season of Lent.&lt;br /&gt;The contrast between Lent and Eastertide is essential to the Christian understanding and experience of the whole redemptive act. This is one reason why the Easter Vigil rite, “the original core of the liturgical year,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn3" name="_ftnref3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; is at the heart of the paschal mystery. The Easter Vigil, beginning sometime after dark on Saturday night, marks the transition from Lent to Eastertide, the passage from death to life. The Vigil readings communicate that God is no longer absent from our lives:&lt;br /&gt;For a brief moment I abandoned you,&lt;br /&gt;   but with great compassion I will gather&lt;br /&gt;      you.&lt;br /&gt;In overflowing wrath for a moment&lt;br /&gt;   I hid my face from you,&lt;br /&gt;but with everlasting love I will have&lt;br /&gt;      compassion on you,&lt;br /&gt;   says the LORD, your Redeemer (Isaiah 54.7-8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it may be difficult for many people to participate in a service beginning after dark Saturday and lasting through dawn Sunday, the Vigil would be an invaluable addition to the standard Easter service. Followed by an early breakfast and a service for those members of the congregation unable to attend, the evening/morning Vigil could help to re-establish Easter Sunday and Eastertide at the heart of the church—and with adequate preparation, planning and help, it wouldn’t have to be exhausting!&lt;br /&gt;The vigil includes four parts: the Service of Light, the Service of the Word, the Service of the Water, and the Service of the Bread and Cup. Beginning after dark on Saturday, the vigil opens with the lighting of new fire. This fire is then used to light the Paschal Candle (which remains lit through Eastertide and Pentecost), a tradition carried over from ancient Jewish practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn4" name="_ftnref4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; The Service of the Word includes biblical readings, many from the Old Testament, followed by a short sermon. Following the sermon, the Service of the Water offers the opportunity to commit or recommit to the Word of God through baptism. In addition, I’d suggest honoring those who have come before by naming the list of ancient and modern saints as recommended in The Handbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn5" name="_ftnref5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; The remembrances of deceased loved one and prayers for specific people of the congregation could also be included during the Service of the Water.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I appreciate The Handbook’s suggestion of bringing in homemade breads to be used in the Service of the Bread and Cup or in the breakfast following the vigil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn6" name="_ftnref6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; The Easter Vigil and Sunday services should be designed to encourage the entire congregation to actively participate whether by baking bread, bringing fresh flowers to the service, taking these flowers to home bound congregants after the service, or participating in efforts to revitalize the community. As Raymond Brown points out, “those who were ‘scattered’ by the events of the passion at Jerusalem will once more become a community when they return to the place where they were first called together as disciples.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn7" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn7" name="_ftnref7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Eastertide is an opportunity for community members to come together in celebration, sharing their joy and abundance with each other and with the larger community in which they live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Bradshaw 111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref2" name="_ftn2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid. 113&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref3" name="_ftn3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid. 124&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref4" name="_ftn4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Handbook 201&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref5" name="_ftn5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid. 208&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref6" name="_ftn6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid. 209&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn7" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref7" name="_ftn7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Brown 202&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-5451328334209476410?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/5451328334209476410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=5451328334209476410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/5451328334209476410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/5451328334209476410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/04/week-11-holy-week-ii.html' title='Week 11: Holy Week II'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-7644678166840005567</id><published>2009-03-30T12:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:58:48.645-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longing'/><title type='text'>The Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SdD5V7mYThI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NbTXJztq_a4/s1600-h/20090325_2724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319025315095793170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SdD5V7mYThI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NbTXJztq_a4/s400/20090325_2724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Casida of the Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;was not searching for the sunrise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;almost eternal on its branch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it was searching for something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;was not searching for darkness or science:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;borderline of flesh and dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it was searching for something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;was not searching for the rose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Motionless in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it was searching for something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-Federico Garcia Lorca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;translated by Robert Bly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-7644678166840005567?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/7644678166840005567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=7644678166840005567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/7644678166840005567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/7644678166840005567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/rose.html' title='The Rose'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SdD5V7mYThI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NbTXJztq_a4/s72-c/20090325_2724.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-2552240989361720993</id><published>2009-03-17T18:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:58:41.099-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crucifixion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Week'/><title type='text'>Week eight: Holy Week I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Week 8, Holy Week I: Citing this week’s readings, what recommendations would you give churches today observing Holy Week, through Holy Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is completely abandoned in the hours leading up to his death. As Raymond Brown points out, while the first disciples left everything in order to follow Jesus, his last disciples left everything in order to get away from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Standing in church on an April afternoon today, it might be easy to think, “Well, if I had been there, I would have stood up for him. Or, we, as a congregation, would have stood up for him.” But in the previous chapter, Brown has suggested including Christians among the cast of characters opposing Jesus in the Passion play. He explains:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gospel readers are often sincerely religious people who have a deep attachment to their tradition. Jesus was a challenge to religious traditionalists since he pointed to a human element in their holy traditions—an element too often identified with God’s will. If Jesus was treated harshly by the literal-minded religious people of his time who were Jews, it is quite likely that he would be treated harshly by similar religious people of our time, including Christians. Not Jewish background but religious mentality is the basic component in the reaction to Jesus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn2" name="_ftnref2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reflecting on the season of Lent for week five, I suggested that Lent be a time for us to slow down, to notice God’s absence, and to observe where we have turned away from God in our lives. Perhaps Holy Week is a time for us to ask, “Where is belief getting in the way of my relationship with God?” “Are their aspects of my worship that have become stale (“chametz”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn3" name="_ftnref3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;) and that separate me from others and/or from God?” “What beliefs or practices do I need to let go of in order to deepen my relationship with God, with others, and with myself?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his description of the Jewish Passover, Greenberg writes, “True freedom means accepting the ethics of responsibility,” Several pages later, he adds “…sharing or reaching beyond the self is a fundamental mark of free people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn4" name="_ftnref4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; After the performance of a Passion play in which Christians also played the role of Jesus’ oppressor, it would be helpful to think creatively about the role of oppression in our current lives. In a group setting, it would be helpful to discuss the dual identity of oppressor and oppressed and to then explore how these identities take shape in our personal and communal lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn5" name="_ftnref5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Though space is limited, I want to make two final points. The first point is that the practices suggested above are meant to help us to understand that like the Exodus, the crucifixion did not destroy evil in the world. “What it did was set up an alternative conception of life.” Greenberg writes of the Exodus. “…it points the way to the end goal toward which all life and history must go.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn6" name="_ftnref6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I believe this holds true of the crucifixion and resurrection as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I believe that to fully understand&lt;/span&gt; the Christian version of this alternative, we must remember that all life turned from God in the final hours of Jesus’ life. “Nature itself is plunged into a darkness that covers the whole land … from the sixth to ninth hour,” Brown reminds us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn7" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn7" name="_ftnref7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Even Jesus turns away, asking “My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?” The entire world has rejected Jesus. Now he must let go of his God and face death. According to Father Bede Griffiths, it is in this surrender to nothingness, to darkness, that Jesus is taken to the total Love. “Behind death is this tremendous power of Love,” says Father Bede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn8" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn8" name="_ftnref8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ideally, the rituals and practices of Holy Week will help each one of us to experience the pain of being mocked and rejected, of being isolated and cut off from everything we know and love. And it will then allow us to gradually awaken and to be released back into the world, connected once again in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Brown 156&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref2" name="_ftn2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Brown 149&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref3" name="_ftn3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Greenberg 41-46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref4" name="_ftn4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Greenberg 49-51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref5" name="_ftn5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; The work of Paulo Freire would be useful in leading this discussion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref6" name="_ftn6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Greenberg 36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn7" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref7" name="_ftn7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Brown 162&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn8" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref8" name="_ftn8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/father-bede-griffiths-surrendering-to.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-2552240989361720993?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/2552240989361720993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=2552240989361720993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/2552240989361720993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/2552240989361720993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-eight-holy-week-i.html' title='Week eight: Holy Week I'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-5008610219641658828</id><published>2009-03-16T18:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:25:45.417-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repentence/rebirth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><title type='text'>Father Bede Griffiths, Surrendering to the Feminine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cobject" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wOAlyl7u2dw&amp;amp;hl=" width="445" height="364" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" color2="0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=" fs="1&amp;amp;color1="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;If the video isn't working (I'm still figuring out this process of embedding videos) you can watch it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wOAlyl7u2dw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;“...What my experience taught me was that when everything thing else goes, you discover this love, which is in you all the time, it’s there deep down and you know nothing about it. But let everything go and it comes. And I got a tremendous insight into Jesus on the Cross from this. It was very interesting. And at the words “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” you see, that was a climax for him. And I think at that moment he had lost everything. His disciples had fled, the jurors were all against him, the people rejected him, and now he had to let go of his God. Do you see? “My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?” And the moment he let go of God and faced death, darkness, nothingness, he was taken to total Love you see. That is the experience of death. Behind all death is this tremendous power of Love. ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Father Bede Griffiths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-5008610219641658828?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/5008610219641658828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=5008610219641658828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/5008610219641658828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/5008610219641658828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/father-bede-griffiths-surrendering-to.html' title='Father Bede Griffiths, Surrendering to the Feminine'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-1930853589284326632</id><published>2009-03-13T06:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:42:38.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><title type='text'>Sitting with desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SboyFbPj30I/AAAAAAAAAVo/yhbiLh5Pmy4/s1600-h/textures16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312613779230678850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SboyFbPj30I/AAAAAAAAAVo/yhbiLh5Pmy4/s400/textures16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-1930853589284326632?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/1930853589284326632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=1930853589284326632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/1930853589284326632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/1930853589284326632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-wilderness.html' title='Sitting with desire'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SboyFbPj30I/AAAAAAAAAVo/yhbiLh5Pmy4/s72-c/textures16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-3365123834882389865</id><published>2009-03-12T19:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:22:27.787-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fasting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><title type='text'>A note on the sweet tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbmcVZyI3uI/AAAAAAAAAVY/o07KulkORBI/s1600-h/20090204_1671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312449126972579554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbmcVZyI3uI/AAAAAAAAAVY/o07KulkORBI/s400/20090204_1671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; (butternut squash)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbmcENRNTKI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/w1ekOJhjv2s/s1600-h/20090302_2233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312448831555456162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbmcENRNTKI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/w1ekOJhjv2s/s400/20090302_2233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(licorice assortments)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hello sugar crash--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know I'm supposed to be sitting with my desires. But I guess that's why they call for "practice, practice, and never-ending practice." Cause tonight I went just a little overboard... And I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;regretting&lt;/span&gt; it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Imagine the Joy in one delicious spoonful of my creamy butternut squash. Imagine how long that warmth, that sweetness would last me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But a bowl full, then a handful of licorice, and then, I admit, some of Bill's leftover cocoa b-day cake with chocolate morsels and strawberries on top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After all of that, I'm feeling empty again, my gears screeched to a halt, and overflowing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With just this breath I begin again (over and over and over again). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Opening my lips to this glass of water, or to this cup of hot tea, like baptismal waters, their cleansing waters flow. And I know now --not Joy, not yet-- but emptiness. I know emptiness and I know hunger, sitting here, my desires washing (wave upon wave upon wave) through me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-3365123834882389865?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/3365123834882389865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=3365123834882389865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/3365123834882389865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/3365123834882389865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/note-on-sweet-tooth.html' title='A note on the sweet tooth'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbmcVZyI3uI/AAAAAAAAAVY/o07KulkORBI/s72-c/20090204_1671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-7262025242836597417</id><published>2009-03-10T17:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:41:47.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbbeQPZP6PI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zQiT2PanQJE/s1600-h/2009_03_073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311677181121784050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbbeQPZP6PI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zQiT2PanQJE/s400/2009_03_073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Between Going and Staying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Between going and staying the day wavers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;in love with its own transparency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The circular afternoon is now at bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;where the world in stillness rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;All is visible and all elusive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;all is near and can't be touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Paper, book, pencil, glass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;rest in the shae of their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Time throbbing in my temples repeats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the same unchanging syllable of blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The light turns the indifferent wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;into a ghostly theater of reflections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I find myself in its blank stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The moment scatters. Motionless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I stay and go: I am a pause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Octavio Paz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-7262025242836597417?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/7262025242836597417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=7262025242836597417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/7262025242836597417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/7262025242836597417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/between-going-and-staying-between-going.html' title=''/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbbeQPZP6PI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zQiT2PanQJE/s72-c/2009_03_073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-2742349785067308379</id><published>2009-03-09T13:12:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:50:45.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repentence/rebirth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><title type='text'>Throwing Flowers Against Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVZt4bkBRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-GXIJkg3Y6s/s1600-h/20090307_2393-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311249980330345746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVZt4bkBRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-GXIJkg3Y6s/s400/20090307_2393-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In an interview with Derrick Jenson (&lt;em&gt;Listening to the Land: Conversations about Nature, Culture, and Eros&lt;/em&gt;, 1995) Terry Tempest Williams describes how for several weeks during Easter season, Yaqui people reenact the passion play by throwing flowers against evil. Her description of the Easter ceremony is worth quoting in full:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Imagine this: a slow, inexorable build-up of evil against the forces of good. The &lt;em&gt;fariseos&lt;/em&gt;, of pharisees, are dressed in black cloaks. They are masked and they march to a slow, steady dirge, to the haunting flute music that is accompanying them. They are carrying the weight of evil that is leaning against the village. In their long black capes they forcefully make their way through the crowd of onlookers. Their goal is to literally penetrate the church. They have stolen the body of Christ, they have violated every sense of decency within the community, they have marred and destroyed the sacred. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;fariseos&lt;/em&gt; charge the church in full run. As they do this, they are showered with flower petals thrown against evil by the children, by the women on both sides of the human gauntlet. The young girls--five, six, seven years old--are adorned in crisp white dresses. They are the final barrier to the community's holy altar that the &lt;em&gt;fariseos&lt;/em&gt; must penetrate. The fariseos charge again. The girls raise boughs of cottonwood and mesquite and wave them over the &lt;em&gt;fariseos&lt;/em&gt;. The &lt;em&gt;fariseos&lt;/em&gt; are repelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They retreat, take off their black capes and return to the &lt;em&gt;santuario&lt;/em&gt; in confession. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A deer- the Deer Dancer--the most peaceful of animals, covered with flower petals, dances in the middle of the &lt;em&gt;fariseos&lt;/em&gt;. The fariseos have been 'changed to good' and are 'forgiven.' The universe is restored, health and peace have been returned to the village."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;After reading TTW's description of the Yaqui Easter Ceremony, I plucked the petals off of my Valentine's Day bouquet and stored them in the fridge, waiting for the perfect occassion to perform my own tiny version of "throwing flowers against evil." I decided to wait for a Sunday because, as I understand it, Sundays in Lent stand outside of Lent (as a time of exile) as days of epiphany, celebrating the manifestation of God in our lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;So, yesterday, the second Sunday of Lent, I tossed my Valentine's Day flowers onto a pile of waste stacked outside of my husband's place of work (a barrel of compressor oil, and fan motor for an old heating and air conditioning system). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Obviously, my gesture here is symbolic, but I think the symbols we carry with us from generation to generation and the stories we tell have power to change, and to heal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311250684795996738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVaW4xQykI/AAAAAAAAAUY/GSqaP4zHs9c/s400/2009_03_071.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVaAj8w17I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_IOJdKxx0Fo/s1600-h/2009_03_072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311250301249968050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVaAj8w17I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_IOJdKxx0Fo/s400/2009_03_072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and after&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVbYjR7tjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Jv5a3PQKzCA/s1600-h/20090307_2404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311251812898813490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVbYjR7tjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Jv5a3PQKzCA/s400/20090307_2404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A gentle wind picked up after I distrubuted the flowers, circling them round the old engine in dance, as if to consecrate my simple gesture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;On the way back to our apartment, my husband and I passed a truck, its bed filled with flowers, mourning, honouring and remembering a marine lost to the war in Iraq. Attached to the truck was a trailer filled with crosses, flowers, photographs, names of soldiers, and the American flag. The words "faith" and "hope" framed the bumper:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVeH5Nj-TI/AAAAAAAAAUw/R1BIXp_hhgw/s1600-h/20090307_2412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311254825263167794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVeH5Nj-TI/AAAAAAAAAUw/R1BIXp_hhgw/s400/20090307_2412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVd7kFLgyI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cWPpLjIgJ7A/s1600-h/20090307_2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311254613432435490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVd7kFLgyI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cWPpLjIgJ7A/s400/20090307_2409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-2742349785067308379?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/2742349785067308379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=2742349785067308379&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/2742349785067308379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/2742349785067308379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/throwing-flowers-against-evil.html' title='Throwing Flowers Against Evil'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SbVZt4bkBRI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-GXIJkg3Y6s/s72-c/20090307_2393-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-1362854707356191439</id><published>2009-03-03T21:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:19:35.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Week Six: Jewish and Christian Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Two Page Essay: Compare and assess these accounts of ‘time’ in Christianity and Judaism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reading Raddi Greenberg’s account of the Jewish holidays, I am reminded of Elie Wiesel, a Holocaust survivor, writer, and professor and Bernie Glassman, a Jewish Zen Master from New York. A deep understanding of the “threefold present,” as identified in class, is reflected in the life and work of both Wiesel and Glassman, men deeply rooted in Jewish culture and tradition. It has been years since I read Man’s Search for Meaning but I remember that essential to Weisel’s survival was his ability to remember life before the concentration camps, to imagine his wife greeting him at the door, for example, and to bring these memories into the present, holding them safely in his thoughts of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am then reminded of Bernie Glassman’s retreats at Auschwitz, retreats including survivors, children of survivors, children of Nazis, children of German soldiers, and children of refugees. Though the Holocaust, as an event, is of the past, the pain and suffering of the Holocaust is very much present today. Through entering into relationship with this suffering, i.e. acknowledging it and giving it space, these retreats transform and heal this suffering in time. In shifting the very meaning of this suffering now, this healing penetrates all time: past, present and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In his chapter “The Holidays as the Jewish Way,” Rabbi Greenberg explains that the rhythm of the Jewish year leads the Jewish people through a reenactment of the Exodus with Passover, the covenant acceptance with Shavuot and a reconstruction of the exodus way with Sukkot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Like the Christian (in the fullest sense of the word) experience of time, while these holidays commemorate the historical past, more importantly, they bring this historical past into the present and summon the future into the present reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn2" name="_ftnref2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Greenberg writes, “Uniquely, the human being can anticipate the future redemption and bring it closer. Thus, an event that has not yet occurred can have a profound impact on the present, an impact strong enough to overcome even powerful past conditioning”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn3" name="_ftnref3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; and, I would add, terrifying and violent conditions in our current lives (as we see in the writings and teachings of Elie Wiesel). The Jewish year and its holidays are designed to teach us how to deal with sorrow, to remind us of suffering and death when we become too comfortable in our daily routines, and to nurture us with visions of a perfect world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn4" name="_ftnref4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; and belief in a final, universal redemption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn5" name="_ftnref5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;While there are many parallels between Christian and Jewish understanding and use of time, with the 8th day (with Christ rising the first day after the Sabbath) a new time evolves; with the resurrection of Christ, time itself is transformed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn6" name="_ftnref6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; According to Schmemann, the Church continued to use the Jewish festivals of Passover and Pentecost because these holidays anticipated the experience of time of which the Church was now the manifestation and fulfillment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn7" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn7" name="_ftnref7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; These holidays represented a period of passage into joy and salvation, into a new ‘eon’ of the Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn8" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn8" name="_ftnref8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; (as they represented passage from exile to freedom in the Old Testament). Therefore, the early celebration of Easter is the fulfillment of time itself. Namely, through Easter, meaning (Joy) is given to time, thus transforming the reality of Christian life in this world (for Christians are no longer waiting for the savior; He has come). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Greenberg 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref2" name="_ftn2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid. 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref3" name="_ftn3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref4" name="_ftn4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid. 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref5" name="_ftn5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid. 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref6" name="_ftn6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Schmemann 51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn7" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref7" name="_ftn7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid. 56&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn8" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref8" name="_ftn8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid. 56-57&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-1362854707356191439?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/1362854707356191439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=1362854707356191439&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/1362854707356191439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/1362854707356191439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-six-jewish-and-christian-time.html' title='Week Six: Jewish and Christian Time'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-8675200311885304121</id><published>2009-03-01T20:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:01:30.052-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fasting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><title type='text'>Fasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm thinking of fasting today, of sitting with my desire, of giving it space to move through me, to wash &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; out and to undo me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/Sas1e8MHo9I/AAAAAAAAATY/bARRryqw1EE/s1600-h/20090126_1568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308395391455568850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/Sas1e8MHo9I/AAAAAAAAATY/bARRryqw1EE/s400/20090126_1568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm thinking of what it means to live and love with a broken heart, raw, wide open, and exposed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm thinking about what it might mean to be, as I am, in the world, unattached to the labels I have been given, to the deep shame of being told how I've been broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;into fragments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that can't be pieced back together again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I'm wondering what it would mean to unravel these broken pieces while standing strong, breath steady and deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/Sas7FVXynBI/AAAAAAAAATo/UCdl3NCCu6Y/s1600-h/20090126_1557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308401548608576530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/Sas7FVXynBI/AAAAAAAAATo/UCdl3NCCu6Y/s400/20090126_1557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Fasting: the practice of peeling back those layers built to divide and to hold apart, to protect us from being human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/Sas6wMMbhlI/AAAAAAAAATg/4o3Ryjk6t-U/s1600-h/20090126_1567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308401185367754322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/Sas6wMMbhlI/AAAAAAAAATg/4o3Ryjk6t-U/s400/20090126_1567.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; pray to be broken open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...Over and over and over again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-8675200311885304121?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/8675200311885304121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=8675200311885304121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/8675200311885304121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/8675200311885304121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-thinking-of-fasting-today-of-sitting.html' title='Fasting'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/Sas1e8MHo9I/AAAAAAAAATY/bARRryqw1EE/s72-c/20090126_1568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-6683294732244007721</id><published>2009-03-01T16:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:03:20.291-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Ash Wednesday&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><title type='text'>Ah Holy Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Played at the Ash Wednesday service I attended, just piano... hauntingly beautiful. Here's a version on YouTube I enjoy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gmlTGDxoM9w"&gt;Ah, Holy Jesus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-6683294732244007721?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/6683294732244007721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=6683294732244007721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/6683294732244007721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/6683294732244007721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-holy-jesus.html' title='Ah Holy Jesus'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-1389287048596076314</id><published>2009-02-25T22:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:27:37.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Ash Wednesday&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><title type='text'>And Lent begins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaYLwZTTkQI/AAAAAAAAANI/h41siQtFGtY/s1600-h/20090225_2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306942136956195074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaYLwZTTkQI/AAAAAAAAANI/h41siQtFGtY/s400/20090225_2175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaYLlPq1zeI/AAAAAAAAANA/Cg6NxbBlVFE/s1600-h/20090225_2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306941945391992290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaYLlPq1zeI/AAAAAAAAANA/Cg6NxbBlVFE/s400/20090225_2180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaYLDHdYwhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/oj6EWUmLfk8/s1600-h/20090224_2164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306941359072526866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaYLDHdYwhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/oj6EWUmLfk8/s400/20090224_2164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Create in me a clean heart, O God, and put a new and right spirit within me." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 51:10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-1389287048596076314?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/1389287048596076314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=1389287048596076314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/1389287048596076314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/1389287048596076314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-lent-begins.html' title='And Lent begins...'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaYLwZTTkQI/AAAAAAAAANI/h41siQtFGtY/s72-c/20090225_2175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-695027727645164803</id><published>2009-02-25T12:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:00:02.700-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Ash Wednesday&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><title type='text'>Rebirth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaWBlVsEETI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yjCZhyhpOrk/s1600-h/20081212_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306790214403100978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaWBlVsEETI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yjCZhyhpOrk/s400/20081212_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaWAIwKA7eI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sKtyUlK_wLw/s1600-h/20081212_0506+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306788623780212194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaWAIwKA7eI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sKtyUlK_wLw/s400/20081212_0506+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stars flashing through our hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A poem for today, Ash Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REBIRTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Corridors of the soul! The soul that is like a young woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You clear light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and the brief history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and the joy of a new life . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh turn and be born again, and walk the road,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and find once more the lost path!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And turn and feel in our own hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the warmth of the good hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;of our mother . . . And walk through life in dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;out of love of the hand that leads us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In our soul everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;moves guided by a mysterious hand: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ununderstandable, not speaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;we know nothing of our own souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The deepest words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;of the wise men teach us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the same as the whistle of the wind when it blows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;or the sound of the water when it is flowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ANTONIO MACHADO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;translated by Robert Bly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-695027727645164803?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/695027727645164803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=695027727645164803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/695027727645164803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/695027727645164803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/02/stars-flashing-through-our-hearts-poem.html' title='Rebirth'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaWBlVsEETI/AAAAAAAAAMw/yjCZhyhpOrk/s72-c/20081212_0497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-1906524646367436477</id><published>2009-02-24T21:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:04:07.878-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Ash Wednesday&quot;'/><title type='text'>Invitation to Poetry: From Dust to Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://abbeyofthearts.com/about/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306563085934262498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaSzAuNP-OI/AAAAAAAAAMY/0SF4G0uUznA/s400/1405674712_ee35c004e1_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abbeyofthearts.com/about/"&gt;ChristineValters Paintner&lt;/a&gt; writes: "Lent begins this week. During the imposition of ashes at the Ash Wednesday service some of us will hear the words “from dust you came and to dust you shall return.” The ashes are a tangible reminder of our temporal bodies. I love this beginning to the season of conversion and re-ordering of priorities. The reminder of our mortality is meant to confront us with the preciousness of our days and demands that we ask how we want to spend our time. “Return to me with your whole heart,” says the prophet Joel in the opening scripture for this service. Return, renew your commitment, begin again. This week’s Poetry Party is an invitation to explore through poetic imagery the reality of our shared limits and what stirs in us in response. How does the awareness of Ash Wednesday shape your commitment for the Lenten season ahead?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaSzrWaoLBI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LejfDWp5eEg/s1600-h/3302888164_53fe075187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306563818282298386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaSzrWaoLBI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LejfDWp5eEg/s400/3302888164_53fe075187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;image by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abbeyofthearts.com/about/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There are many beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2009/02/23/invitation-to-poetry-from-dust-to-dust/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;responses to her post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. This is mine:&lt;br /&gt;like dust on molten canvas,&lt;br /&gt;I am. Now&lt;br /&gt;my heart returns to You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-1906524646367436477?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/1906524646367436477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=1906524646367436477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/1906524646367436477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/1906524646367436477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/02/invitation-to-poetry-from-dust-to-dust.html' title='Invitation to Poetry: From Dust to Dust'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaSzAuNP-OI/AAAAAAAAAMY/0SF4G0uUznA/s72-c/1405674712_ee35c004e1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-2365877119018554273</id><published>2009-02-24T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:26:53.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Week five: the practice of Lent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Assignment, Week 5: “Citing this week’s readings, what recommendations would you give churches today observing the season of Lent?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the religious traditions practiced today survive from a time when the rhythm of daily life was shaped by the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; They remain as powerful reminders of who we are, of where we come from, and of how we are to live in relationship, connected to the earth, all of its inhabitants, and God. The danger here, as Alexander Schmemann writes in Great Lent, is when “little by little one begins to understand religion itself as a system of symbols and customs rather than to understand the latter as a challenge to spiritual renewal and effort.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn2" name="_ftnref2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; For Schmemann, the burning question is:  “How can we—besides introducing one or two ‘symbolical’ changes into our daily life—keep Lent?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn3" name="_ftnref3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; In determining how to engage with traditional Lent customs in ways that are meaningful in our current lives, we need to understand how the traditions of Lent were originally intended. We then need to consider how these traditions can be practiced in a way that is meaningful to our local communities while also preserving the authenticity of each traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For example, fasting is one tradition that has been changed from generation to generation, at times required, other times banned. In his essay “The Three Days and the Forty Days,” Patrick Regan writes: “The meaning and value of fasting derives from its being the symbol of all that the Church during Lent is and always ought to be: emptied of any pretension to self-subsistence, and filled instead with the Gift and presence of him who is the Church’s life.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn4" name="_ftnref4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Today, the fasting of Lent is traditionally represented by “giving up something you like.” If taken seriously, this could be a powerful practice. But what about adding in something that is hard for you? For example, if you spend most of your waking hours at work, why not commit to dinner with you family during Lent? Or, if you tend to order out or eat prepared dinners, why not commit to preparing (with great care) an evening meal, trying always to invite others to join you? When I think of an alternative to fasting for myself, I remember the meals I’ve eaten oryoki style during sesshin. Compared to them, fasting sounds easy! If the goal of fasting is to empty ourselves out and to make space within ourselves for God, alternatives to fasting would include any practice that encourages us to pay deep attention to the role of consumption in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In our current culture of busyness and individualism, I have found the qualities of love and care-taking (for both self and others) to be quite revolutionary. Lent is “sober, reflective, and watchful”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn5" name="_ftnref5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; but this doesn’t mean that we have to treat ourselves harshly. Rather, Lent calls for us to treat ourselves and each other with great care. “‘The discipline of the forty days should heal us and restore the purity of our minds,’” writes Pope Leo the Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn6" name="_ftnref6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; And as the Handbook reminds us, the discipline of Lent is meant sustain and refresh us in preparation for the Easter-Pentecost Season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn7" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn7" name="_ftnref7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lent is a time for us to slow down and to notice God’s absence. It is a time for us to observe where we have turned away from God and to pay attention to those things we hide behind both individually and collectively.  This process of purification includes the practice of fasting (which, in itself, includes various forms), the practice of clearing and planning a garden plot, the practice of reflective journaling, expressive dance, silent meditation, communal prayer, song and so on. What is important here is that we recognize our patterns of relating, paying attention to what works and what doesn’t.  Then through our reflective practices, we work toward shifting what doesn’t work and emptying out new space for growth. Spring is on its way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid. 87&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref2" name="_ftn2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Ibid., 90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref3" name="_ftn3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Schmemann 87&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref4" name="_ftn4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Regan 134&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref5" name="_ftn5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Handbook 109                                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref6" name="_ftn6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Regan 130&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn7" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref7" name="_ftn7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[7]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Handbook 106-107&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-2365877119018554273?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/2365877119018554273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=2365877119018554273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/2365877119018554273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/2365877119018554273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-five-practice-of-lent.html' title='Week five: the practice of Lent'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-2569844463635488467</id><published>2009-02-23T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:02:01.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>"I live my life"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaNhcHFlaNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wb6UO_1F_yc/s1600-h/20090219_1920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306191921539279058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaNhcHFlaNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wb6UO_1F_yc/s400/20090219_1920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaNhl4bgilI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xbRjUuo1cdk/s1600-h/20090219_1911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306192089403394642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaNhl4bgilI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xbRjUuo1cdk/s400/20090219_1911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Live My Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live my life in growing orbits,&lt;br /&gt;which move out over the things of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I can never achieve the last,&lt;br /&gt;but that will be my attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am circling around God, around the ancient tower,&lt;br /&gt;and I have been circling for a thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;And I still don't know if I am a falcon,&lt;br /&gt;Or a storm, or a great song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainer Maria Rilke / 1899&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Book for the Hours of Prayer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translated by Robert Bly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-2569844463635488467?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/2569844463635488467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=2569844463635488467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/2569844463635488467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/2569844463635488467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-live-my-life.html' title='&quot;I live my life&quot;'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SaNhcHFlaNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/wb6UO_1F_yc/s72-c/20090219_1920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-4294594414066022789</id><published>2009-02-23T00:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:05:04.802-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='repentence/rebirth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lent'/><title type='text'>Sculpture: twig art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SYCay8hvGFI/AAAAAAAAADA/K1iLcPuFXcw/s1600-h/20090113_1034+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296403361819465810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SYCay8hvGFI/AAAAAAAAADA/K1iLcPuFXcw/s320/20090113_1034+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"Go back inside yourself and look: if you do not yet see yourself as beautiful, then do as the sculptor does with a statue he wants to make beautiful; he chisels away one part, and levels off another, makes one spot smooth and another clear, until he shows forth a beautiful face on the statue. Like him, remove what is superfluous, straighten what is crooked, clear up what is dark and make it bright, and never stop sculpting your own statue, until the godlike splendor of virtue shines forth to you. . . . If you have become this, and seen it, and become pure and alone with yourself, with nothing now preventing you from becoming one in this way, and have nothing extraneous mixed within your self . . . if you see that this is what you have become, then you have become vision. Be confident in yourself: you have already ascended here and now, and no longer need someone to show you the way. Open your eyes and see."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Plotinus&lt;/span&gt;, I 6,9,7-24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-4294594414066022789?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/4294594414066022789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=4294594414066022789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/4294594414066022789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/4294594414066022789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/02/sculpture-twig-art.html' title='Sculpture: twig art'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MR3TpTo2Zoc/SYCay8hvGFI/AAAAAAAAADA/K1iLcPuFXcw/s72-c/20090113_1034+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-7513005633102280908</id><published>2009-02-21T12:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:21:59.979-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>Reflections on Week One: Historical and Theological Groundwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. . .What impresses me about this week’s reading is how time and space are used as grounding forces in Christian tradition and practice. As we see in Klein’s description of sacred architecture, places of worship and the surrounding space were designed to cultivate movement inward and closer to God (and here I am reminded of Teresa of Avila’s &lt;em&gt;Interior Castle&lt;/em&gt;). Similarly, times of prayer carved into daily life, mirroring the sacred times and cycles of the year, are reminders of the beginning of things, helping us to engage the wisdom of those who have lived before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For example, the Christian Pentecost, held on the same day as the Jewish Pentecost, commemorates the descent of the Holy Spirit over the Apostles and the subsequent birth of the Christian church. On this day of celebration and remembrance, the spiritual birth of new Christians (baptism) is also celebrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Through connecting with and reincorporating traditions of the past into the present, we are more deeply rooted in this time and place. The tradition of Sunday worship is another example of this. While it reminds Christians of past events, it also celebrates their present experience of communion in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn2" name="_ftnref2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With the support of these temporal and spatial structures, the realities most central to the church—manifestation, resurrection, and the indwelling spirit—are manifest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn3" name="_ftnref3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Prayer cycles and sacred space help to extend prayer into all parts of the practitioner’s life. These practices remind me of how, in the practice of meditation, we pause in our day to focus on the breath. We are always breathing but in drawing our attention to the breath, we breathe more deeply. In pausing to sit on a cushion, we become more aware of ourselves in relation and attentive to the spaces in between. Likewise, the scheduled practice of prayer and the Christian use of space directly impact how we live our lives, helping us to be, most fully, human. Clement of Alexandria writes: “‘Holding festival, then, in our whole life, and persuaded that God is altogether on every side present, we cultivate our fields, praising; we sail the sea, hymning.’”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn4" name="_ftnref4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As the rhythm of Christian prayer and the cycles of worship strengthen the connection between self and God, the sacred spaces of worship help to ground the human self in being. In other words, sacred spaces draw us inward and cultivate our sense of rootedness in the world. They also open our eyes to that which is greater than and beyond human comprehension. Thus reminding us of our partiality, sacred spaces encourage us to live responsibly in this particular time and place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn5" name="_ftnref5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; In his essay, Creatures of Place and Time: Reflections on Moving, Gilbert Meilaender reminds us: “to give ourselves to no one and no place in particular is not to be more like God; it is just to fail as a human being.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftn6" name="_ftnref6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; The Christian use of temporal and spatial structures helps us, as human beings, to understand and to actualize our proper place in creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;The New Handbook of the Christian Year&lt;/em&gt; 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref2" name="_ftn2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Bradshaw 77&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn3" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref3" name="_ftn3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Handbook 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn4" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref4" name="_ftn4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[4]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Bradshaw 73&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn5" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref5" name="_ftn5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Here I draw upon the ideas of Wendell Berry: …No matter how much one may love the world as a whole, one can live fully in it only by living responsibly in some small part of it. Where we live and who we live there with define the terms of our relationship to the world and to humanity. We thus come again to the paradox that one can become whole only by the responsible acceptance of one’s partiality…” (&lt;em&gt;The Unsettling of America&lt;/em&gt; 123).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn6" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8355363494774230822#_ftnref6" name="_ftn6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Meilaender, 18: Meilaender, Gilbert. 1997. “Creatures of Place and Time: Reflections on Moving.” First Things, April: 17-23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-7513005633102280908?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/7513005633102280908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=7513005633102280908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/7513005633102280908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/7513005633102280908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/02/reflections-on-week-one-historical-and.html' title='Reflections on Week One: Historical and Theological Groundwork'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355363494774230822.post-6592234063078052650</id><published>2009-02-18T15:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:27:56.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About this blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've decided to create this blog as a project space for a course I'm currently taking: &lt;em&gt;Christianity: The Liturgical Year&lt;/em&gt;, with Matthew Myer Boulton. The requirements for our final project are as follows (in his words): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(1) a focus on one element or cluster of elements in the Christian year; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(2) a fieldwork component, in which observation, interview, or like methods are employed;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(3) an historical component, placing the case in the context of the Christian year generally and the relevant tradition in particular; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(4) a theological argument, drawing on resources examined in the course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;The professor is encouraging special attention to 'the arts' and is allowing for an alternative to the standard academic paper. I haven't yet decided on the format for my final project though I am leaning toward a photo essay (I've never done one and will have to research what exactly the phrase "photo essay" encompasses before deciding). In the meantime, I plan to use this space for my thoughts and reflections and hopefully some conversation and sharing of ideas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8355363494774230822-6592234063078052650?l=thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/feeds/6592234063078052650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8355363494774230822&amp;postID=6592234063078052650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/6592234063078052650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8355363494774230822/posts/default/6592234063078052650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechristianliturgicalyear.blogspot.com/2009/02/about-this-blog.html' title='About this blog'/><author><name>e.o.w.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED_W_oKeYMY/TXjrVLPrrNI/AAAAAAAAA74/feTU42nKSGs/s220/IMG_8809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
