November 02, 2005

OK I'm Back


Wow what a trip!

I can't even remember when we left! Anyway that's all well and good. I had some really great experiences while we were away some just surreal. Like the calendars at the bowling alley in Cobelskill NY that read "Jesus still hears and answers prayer John and Lynn Woodward."

I think the intent was that the wonderful verses that were superimposed on the obligatory "Anglo Jesus" Art were meant to inspire the users of the calendar with the Words of Life. (Not be a public reminder to the Woodward's that they should talk to God more.) But when I saw it- I laughed. (Remind me to tell you about how the service industry is doing in the Cobelskill not so Super 8 Motel)

Another bizarre moment was when I found the "church" scented incense. (I am not kidding -just look at the picture) Somebody decided that the church has it's own distinct scent (no pun intended) and decided to formally capture it in a smoldering stick kind of way.

The picture

It's taken in low light with my little Vivicrap camera but it's there.

As if this was not enough, it wasn't selling well! What does that mean? I'll leave you to draw your own conclusions. (HWJS? How would Jesus smell?) Although thanks to an oblique friend who first thought of it -I've often offered "You smell like Jesus!" as a compliment. I'm still not sure what it means.

The trip was wild and wooly, long and hard, soft and special and lots of other things. My thanks to the kind hospitality we found on the way. (Mom and George, John and Linda, Anj and Len, Peter and Mary Ellen and others) And I cannot thank my beautiful wife enough! She made the trip not only do-able but enjoyable, passable, managable and a few other "...ables" as well. If not for her it would have been a whole other thing. Thanks honey!

I'll close with this prayer. Dear God, Wonderful Inexhaustible Magnificence, You whose Glory makes the novas of the universe seem dim, Unapproachable Holiness, thanks for your care and love. It sometimes shines amid ten hundred thousand changing leaves, sometimes whispers in the comfort of a safe arrival - always it tells me I am special to You. Thanks for being You.
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1 - You said,

The trip was wild and wooly, long and hard, soft and special and lots of other things

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sounds like you and bobbie had a second honeymoon (Comment this)

Written by: Friar Tuck at 2005/11/02 - 22:40:33
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