I know I'm long in posting. I've noted to my friend, James, that even in the electronic era, I manage to communicate in a glacial manner. Truly an "Earth" type, I move slowly, circumspectly, and without the same sense of time as others. I apologize.
However, I do have to beg some indulgence, in that I do not have internet at home, and have to use the guest pc at work, as it's the only one fast enough to actually work with blog posting.
There is also the reality that there is little to post, most of the time! I'm terribly boring, you see, as I've said. One of my roses died, largely because I have no idea how to care for roses. I've enjoyed my azaleas, immensely, being absolutely loaded with blooms for weeks, as they were. My dill is coming up nicely, my lavender seems to be not coming up at all (as always), and my catnip is starting well, much to the satisfaction of Katzie and Miutu.
We've had two supply priests in the past couple of weeks - one was a young(ish) fellow who did all the bowing and kneeling and facing East, etc. It's lovely, but in what is, essentially, a rural parish, it's a bit excessive and off-putting, flamboyant, really, with the effect of focussing the attention on the celebrant. I was totally turned off by his sermon, which had the mixture of pomposity and earnestness of the recent seminarian, accompanied by a sort of offensive triumphalism, as he actually used the words, ". . . of course, Christianity is the only true religion!" I'm sure the Jews will be interested to know that. Even Augustine of the Hippo-sized ego was humble enough to know God expressed his truth through other religions, though we understand ours to be the perfect revelation. The idea that we move from perfection to perfection, even in death, is certainly not a novel one in Christianity, and one that, if embraced, might make us a deal more humble and a lot more attractive. The second supply priest was the retired rector of another local church (and now, member of our church), and I always enjoy his service, and he is very considerate of the individual congregation's customs and style.
Lindy asked about my profound thoughts, and, frankly, I have none right now. I do realize, now, that the Reasserters are not bad people, but badly misled. They do need a space, just as children and adolescents need space to learn and make mistakes. Of course, we could try keeping them in TEC claiming that, in that space, they need a parent to keep them from hurting themselves. The problem there is we're not the parent! There's only one parent for us and for the Reasserters, and that's God. We're just as immature and incomplete, in our way, as they are. That doesn't mean, however, that we need to be in the same space while we grow, learn and make mistakes. It is not doing any service to us, them or the Body of God to talk about "unity" and "communion" while we are, in fact, of completely different worldviews and totally opposite views of those two vital terms. This has never been about sexuality, sex, or congregationalism, but about completely incompatible worldviews.
This doesn't mean that both worldviews are not necessary, merely incompatible. Reasserters need a place in which they can move from perfection to perfection in the comfort of the familiar and the exclusive, while liberals need a place to move from perfection to perfection in the expansiveness of questioning, experimenting and accepting. That is real tolerance; to let another go, or even insist he go, his own way, rather than a neurotic attempt at cobbling a "middle way" which is non-existent.
What else?
Oh, they are making a "Prince of Persia" movie with the ever-lovely Jake Gyllenhall as the Prince.
Here is the Prince:

And here's Jake Gyllenhall:

It should be good.
James is working on some Batman concepts I'm really excited about.
I'm looking forward to The Venture Bros., Season 3, beginning Sunday.
Other than that, same ol' same ol'.