Musings of an Anglican/Episcopal Priest

Category: Just for fun (Page 2 of 7)

The Anglican Rugby Scrum

This photo is from the ordination of my friend Jason this past Saturday.  I’m told that in the Roman Catholic Church, when a priest is ordained only the Bishop lays hands on them.  I’m thankful for the way we do it in the Episcopal/Anglican Church.  An older priest friend of mine calls this the “Anglican Rugby Scrum.”  I like it:

The Rugby Scrum at Jason Ingalls' ordination to the Priesthood on January 8, 2011

The Rugby Scrum at Jason Ingalls' ordination to the Priesthood on January 8, 2011

P.S. my talented photographer wife took this picture.  Check out her work on her photography site.

Something found

As Anna often reminds me in a joking way, I tend to remember a great deal of what I read or hear.  I can often remember about where a phrase or comment occurs in a book, enough of a magazine article to look it up several years later (assuming it’s accessible to Google) etc…  Given this, you might understand my frustration at not being able to find a poem which contained a line that I thought would be a wonderful illustration of the Anglican pastoral tradition, and the respect for even the most mundane of everyday tasks that it lifts up.

The line as I remembered it was “to sweep a floor as though for Christ,” but I couldn’t find it anywhere.  I remembered that I had read the poem sometime during my chaplaincy training (CPE) but I couldn’t find it or any reference to it.  I asked others who probably would’ve remembered a line like that, and they couldn’t think of where the line came from.  Finally, by chance, I was reading and essay in The Study of Anglicanism the other day and this section of George Herbert’s The Elixir was quoted:

Teach me, my God and King,
In all things thee to see,
And what I do in any thing,
To do it as for thee […]

A servant with this clause
Makes drudgerie divine;
Who sweeps a room, as for thy laws,
Makes that and th’ action fine.

As you can see, I somehow misremembered the line.  I think I summarized it that way for someone, perhaps in the midst of a chapel devotional, and it got stuck in my head as “to sweep the floor as though for Christ.”  At any rate, It’s good to know I’m not completely mad, or dreaming things up.  If you’d like to read The Elixir in its entirety, click below.

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Just in time for election day

I’ve been reading up on election news lately, dealing alternately with feelings of disgust and the desire to participate (isn’t that the way it goes with so many things in life?).  One of the things that always amuses me around election season are the charges of dirty politics, complaints about the use of attack ads etc… Thankfully, there are things round to remind us that attacks are not the best evidence that the political discourse in our country has declined (sound bites and “debates” are better evidence of that).  One of these is a great video the folks at Reason put together (passed along by First Thoughts, the blog at First Things) to talk about the polemics of the election of 1800.  Check it out:

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Repurposed hymn board

Anna and I saved an old hymn board from the trash heap a while ago and I took some time to clean it up.  After some thinking about different ways of using it (is there a way to fit cork board on it, maybe we could use it to leave notes, lists etc…) I came up with the idea of finding some magnetic stainless steel (some of it’s not magnetic you know) and cutting it into strips the same size as the original letters and numbers that would’ve slid into the slots.  [Credit where credit is due: I *did* get the idea for a stainless steel magnetic board from a project Anna did with the youth at Trinity Winchester several years ago].

After hanging and leveling the board (which I did with one of these things), finding the right gauge of metal, getting some upright metal snips (like these, only with the red handle) that were sharp enough to cut it while being angled enough to keep the metal from cutting me, I measured out the sizes we’d need and went to work.   A little over an hour including regular talk and water breaks, and viola, we had a great place for the magnetic poetry that had been displaced by our new non-magnetic stainless-steel fridge when we moved into the house.

I’ve also found it’s a good way to get over writer’s block and it adds some fun to the office/library.  Take a closer look:

magnetic poetry on the hymn board

To add to the effect, here’s one of the songs I listened to as I worked.  David Olney’s Jerusalem Tomorrow.

What a great quote

Apologies to any Libertarians/Randians out there, but this is just too good:

“There are two novels that can transform a bookish 14-year-kld’s life: The Lord of the Rings and Atlas Shrugged. One is a childish daydream that can lead to an emotionally stunted, socially crippled adulthood in which large chunks of the day are spent inventing ways to make real life more like a fantasy novel. The other is a book about orcs.” – “The Value of Nothing” by Raj Pate

{HT: The Distributist Review}

Merry Christmas

Thou who wast rich beyond all splendour,

All for love’s sake becamest poor;
Thrones for a manger didst surrender,
Sapphire-paved courts for stable floor.
Thou who wast rich beyond all splendour,
All for love’s sake becamest poor.

Thou who art God beyond all praising,
All for love’s sake becamest man;
Stooping so low, but sinners raising
Heavenwards by thine eternal plan.
Thou who art God beyond all praising,
All for love’s sake becamest man.

Thou who art love beyond all telling,
Saviour and King, we worship thee.
Emmanuel, within us dwelling,
Make us what thou wouldst have us be.
Thou who art love beyond all telling,
Saviour and King, we worship thee

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Family ties to Nashville

I just discovered something interesting as I was looking for an old letter of my great grand-father’s.  It seems that one of his brothers (a half-brother actually) lived in Nashville in the early 1900’s.  He wrote the following letter to my great grandfather, William Massey:

420 South Front St. Nashville Tenn

Aug 20, 1901

Mr. Bill Massey

Dear Brother

Your letter received and as usual was glad to hear from you.  I am well as common.  Bill, I will send them saddles to Marshall this week.  I will ship them Friday and if you are at Marshall Saturday go to the freight depot and see if they are come.  They all three will be in one box with your name on it and the box will be marked saddles.  I will pay the freight on them here so it will not cost you any thing to get them.  The price will be on each saddle.  I send one for $[illegible due to smudging]-one for $5.50 and one for $[illegible due to smudging].  You said not send any for more than $6.00 but I could not make the $6.50 for any less.  Watch the depot everyday till they come and let me know when you get them.  If you sell them all right, and want more let me know and I will send them.

Will close for this time.

Write soon,

Your Brother,

Dave Redman

Unfortunately there is no longer a South Front St. in Nashville.  I’ll have to see if I can find any old maps at the library.  If anybody has any info, I’d appreciate it.

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