Prayer of St. Francis

2005/10/04 at 22:59

Today is the Feast of St. Francis, my favorite Christian saint. The Prayer of St. Francis:

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
when there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand,
to be loved as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

The Yokota Officers Club by Sarah Bird

2005/10/04 at 14:04

I just completed the unabridged audio edition of The Yokota Officers Club by Sarah Bird. This novel is the coming-of-age story of a young woman who grew up as the daughter of an Air Force pilot after the second World War. I highly recommend the novel. The characters have depth, the story has unexpected convergences. All in all, it’s an exceptionally well written novel.


2005/10/04 at 10:50

This morning, while I was running on the Town Lake trail, I saw a woman wearing a T-shirt with this slogan emblazoned across her chest:
This is what a feminist looks like
So, should I be embarrassed that I noticed it? Hey, I like to read t-shirts on passersby when I’m running.

Ike was right

2005/10/03 at 12:28

Holy curmudgeon, batman! I can’t believe it: I agree with Andy Rooney about something, specifically, the cost of the war in Iraq (though I still can’t stand him).

Celebrity “News”

2005/10/03 at 11:35

While waiting at the supermarket checkout line a couple of days ago, I noticed that three of the celebrity news magazines (a.k.a. tabloids) featured the very same photo of Ashton and Demi on the cover (by using just their first names, I sound like I have some actual interest in their wedding or other celebrity ‘news’). I would think that each magazine would want a distinct photo. I would be interested in the learning about the processes that resulted in such amazing homogeneity.

How high’s the water, mama?

2005/10/03 at 09:34

As soon as the levees were breached and New Orleans started flooding after hurricane Katrina, I tried to impress on people that this tragedy affected all types of New Orleanians, not just the ones we saw on TV who were did not get out ahead of time: white and black; poor, middle-class, and wealthy (though some were obviously more seriously affected than others. That’s a discussion for another post).
As I’ve thought about this, I’ve concluded that standing water flooding is its own type of hell because it leaves your house and it contents in place for the most part, but also pretty much completely ruined. If your house is blown away by hurricane winds or washed away by torrents of water, it’s certainly tragic, but you pretty much know that you start over from scratch. But with standing water flooding, you eventually have to return to figure out what to do with everything–what stays, what goes, do you repair the house or rebuild, etc. This Flickr photo set shows what one New Orleans family returned to.