My Crazy Thursday

For a long time I've wanted one, maybe ten or twelve years, but I didn't know exactly what I wanted, and it's permanent, so I never got one. Then, on Wednesday, my nephew and his wife each came home with a fleur-de-lis, and I knew immediately that I wanted one like theirs. Everything came together that day. His was on his upper arm, and my neice-in-law's on the top of her foot. My nephew got his first one 15 years ago and had never had trouble, so I figured the tattoo artist was safe and clean, so I did it. I now have a fleur-de-lis tattoo on the side of my leg right above my ankle. I chose a light gold for the fill color, not realizing at the time that I was labeling myself as a die-hard Saints football fan, which I am not. The fleur-de-lis is all over New Orleans since Katrina and the federal flood, and now I've joined the throng by decorating myself. Perfect, no?

The tattoo is a little larger than I wanted, but the artist said that it was the smallest he could do and still make it recognizable as a fleur-de-lis. It measures approximately two inches high by two inches wide. The procedure took about half an hour and hurt like needles stuck in my leg, but it wasn't really that bad. My nephew said, "Do you think Gayle (his mother and my sister, now deceased) is here? What is she thinking?" I was visiting in Kansas City when he showed his mother his first tattoo. She was not amused. I said that she was likely thinking I had gone completely over the edge.

So there. I came back from Kansas City a changed woman. We shall see. I'm not calling attention to the tattoo around here. I'll let folks notice on their and see what the reactions are.

UPDATE: My niece called the motel Thursday evening, and said, "Is this my idol?" I said, "You must have the wrong number." She said, "This is your niece. You are my idol! You got the tattoo!" She thought it was the coolest thing. She had just turned 50 the day before, which was a bit of a blow to her, and she was still feeling a little blue the day after, so I hope that I cheered her up. My brother-in-law had taken a picture and emailed it to her, so she had seen the finished product.

UPDATE 2: Here is THE TATTOO, still a little bloodied. Eew! My brother-in-law took this same-day picture. I'll post a better picture later, once it is healed.

 

UPDATE 3: Too good to stay hidden in the comments:

The Wayward Episcopalian said...

If the body is a temple, are tatoos the stained glass windows?

"The Family"

 

That's all of us, except my brother-in-law, who had stepped out for a smoke, and me, the photographer. You can't see Miss Molly, either, only her hair. We ate at Wabash BBQ in Excelsior Springs that night. I'm no great lover of BBQ, but the ribs were the best that I've had in my life. That was the first but not the last time we ate BBQ while we were there. My son loves it. We ate so much meat that it was almost enough to turn me vegetarian. When we're home, we don't eat nearly that much.

The blond is my niece, and I am now her idol, or so she says. I'll tell you why tomorrow.

The picture below is of an old sugar sack from Labadieville, Louisiana, which is right up the bayou from us. Fancy seeing that hanging on a wall in a restaurant way up in Kansas City.

 

The Dog Died And....

Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside with only a pet dog for company. One day, the dog died, and Muldoon went to the parish priest and said, "Father, my dog is dead. Could ya' be sayin' a mass for the poor creature?"

Father Patrick replied, "I'm afraid not. We cannot have services for an animal in the church. But there is a new denomination down the lane, and there's no tellin' what they believe. Maybe they'll do something for the creature."

Muldoon said, "I'll go right away Father. Do ya' think $5,000 is enough to donate for the service?"

Father Patrick exclaimed, "Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn't ya' tell me the dog was Catholic?"

My welcome home from Doug. Thank you, Doug.

Back Home, But Busy, Busy, Busy

 

We're home! It's good to go, but it's good to be home, too. Much to attend to besides catching up online. The comments are now open again.

To entertain you dog lovers while I catch up is the picture above, of Murphy, the black dog, who is part Lab and part Newfoundland, and Bentley, who is a Golden Retriever along with Miss Molly on the left and her mama with her head cut off. Below is the royal Zoey, a Corgi (just like the Queen's!). Murphy and Bentley are sweet tempered dogs who let Miss Molly do with them as she pleases, including riding them. Bentley is affectionate to a fault, always wanting to play and retrieve what you throw and lie on top of you. He and Murphy are large, very large. Zoey is getting old and she pretty much keeps to herself, except to greet us with a few barks when we return to the house. They helped entertain us along with their human guardians.

The humans were super great hosts. I'll tell you more about them later and all about our activities while we were in Kansas City.

 

Davis MacIyalla Granted Asylum In The UK

From Colin Coward at Changing Attitude:

Davis MacIyalla, Director of Changing Attitude Nigeria, has been granted asylum in the UK.

MacIyalla fled Nigeria in 2006 following a series of death threats. After settling in Togo a brief period of calm was followed by further intimidation, culminating in a violent assault in April of this year. In the same week a fellow gay Anglican activist was severely beaten while representing Davis at his sister’s funeral in Port Harcourt, Nigeria.

Following his arrival in the UK, to help contribute to the Listening Process ahead of the Lambeth Conference, MacIyalla and the Director of Changing Attitude England, Colin Coward, both received more death threats. British police established that the threats originated outside the UK and MacIyalla decided that he had no option but to seek asylum in Britain.

This afternoon MacIyalla said ‘This is a huge relief. This morning I wasn’t a free man – now I’m safe. My great sadness is for all my brother and sister LGBT Christians back in Nigeria whose lives are still limited and sometimes endangered, just because of who they are.’

The Revd Colin Coward, Changing Attitude’s Director in England said ‘We’re very grateful that the Government has taken seriously the threat to Davis’ life were he to return to Africa. Thanks to his refugee status he can continue to work for LGBT Nigerian Anglicans, along with friends and colleagues from many parts of Africa, from the safety of a base in London.’

The UK Government’s recognition that Nigeria can be a dangerous place for gay Anglicans sits in stark contrast to the view of Church of Nigeria (Anglican Communion) leaders who until recently denied that that homosexuality existed within their church. They still refuse to condemn violence against LGBT people and continue to deny them a place within the body of the Church.

What great news! Thanks be to God!

Thanks to Erika for the heads-up.

"For The Man Who Has Everything"

Check this out if you're looking for a unique and special gift for that man of yours. Hey! I'm not a man, but if anyone wants to give me this, I'll take it.

Thanks to Lapin for the link.

Feast Of Thomas A Kempis

"Thomas à Kempis on Mount Saint Agnes" (1569)

When God bestows Spiritual comfort, receive it with a grateful heart; but remember that it comes of God's free gift, and not of your own merit. Do not be proud, nor over joyful, nor foolishly presumptuous; rather, be the more humble for this gift, more cautious, and more prudent in all your doings, for this hour will pass, and temptation will follow it. When comfort is withdrawn, do not immediately despair, but humbly and patiently await the will of Heaven; for God is able to restore you to a consolation even richer than before. This is nothing new or strange to those who know the ways of God, for the great Saints and Prophets of old often experienced these changes. ...Indeed, the temptation that precedes is often a sign of comfort to follow. For heavenly comfort is promised to those who have been tried and tempted."To him who overcomes," says God, "I will give to eat of the Tree of Life.

From James Keifer at The Lectionary, a quote from The Imitation Of Christ by Thomas à Kempis:

Readings:

Psalm 34:1-8 or 33:1-5,20-21
Philippians 4:4-9
Luke 6:17-23

PRAYER

Holy Father, who have nourished and strengthened your Church by the writings of your servant Thomas a Kempis: Grant that we may learn from him to know what we ought to know, to love what we ought to love, to praise what highly pleases you, and always to seek to know and follow your will; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.

Image from Wiki.

Bishop Jenkins And Bishop Chane Video

View the Lambeth Conference Daily Account by Bishop Charles Jenkins of Louisiana and Bishop John Chane of Washington, DC at Episcopal Life.

UPDATE: Thanks to Jane R at Acts Of Hope for the link.

Fr Jake Reincarnated As Father T

Fr Terry Martin, aka Fr Jake, formerly of Father Jake Stops The World has a new blog called Father T Listens To The World. From Father T:

Welcome!
My name is Terry Martin, also known as "Fr. T." I currently serve as the Program Officer for Evangelism at the Episcopal Church Center. I'm new to this position, so I need your help in discovering creative and innovative strategies for evangelism. Let's talk.

Father T, welcome once again to blogland. We missed you during your brief absence. Fr T wants to talk, so it would be good if you went to talk to him.

UPDATE: From Episcopal Life comes more information about Father Terry Martin and his new job in the Episcopal Church.

From Bishop Gene's Blog

In answer to those who call for Biship Gene's resignation, such as the Archbishop of the Sudan, and those, such as the Bishop of Fort Worth, who call for the resignation of all the bishops who participated in Bishop Gene's consecration, he replies:

First, this is also about the faithful people of New Hampshire who called me to be their bishop. Everyone seems to forget that I am not here representing myself, but rather all the people of the Diocese of New Hampshire, with whom it is my privilege to minister in Christ's name. They have called me to minister with them as their Bishop, and suggestions that I resign ignore the vows that I have taken to serve my flock in New Hampshire. I would no more let them down or reneg on my commitments to them than fly to the moon. We may be the one diocese in the entire Communion who is, for the most part, beyond all this obsession with sex and are getting on with the Gospel. They would be infuriated, as well they should be, if I entertained any notion of resigning. And it is not just Gene Robinson who is being denied representation at the Lambeth Conference, it is the people of New Hampshire who have been deprived of a seat at the table.

Second, those calling for my resignation seem to be under the impression that if Gene Robinson went away, that all would go back to being "like it was," whatever that was! Does ANYONE think that if I resigned, this issue would go away?! I could be hit by a big, British, doubledecker bus today, and it would not change the fact that there are faithful, able and gifted gay and lesbian priests of this Episcopal Church who are known and loved for what they bring to ordained ministry, who will before long be recognized with a nomination for the episcopate (as has already happened in dioceses other than New Hampshire), and one of them will be elected. Not because they are gay or lesbian, but because the people who elect them recognize their gifts for ministry in that particular diocese. We are not going away, as much as some would like us to. That toothpaste isn't going to go back into the tube! Not if the Bishop of New Hampshire resigns. Not if the "offending" bishops leave the Lambeth Conference. Not ever.

Read all of his most recent post, of his morning prayers with the Greyfriars, of the young stewards flocking to him to express their support and have their pictures taken with him. Pray for Bishop Gene. Pray for all of the bishops.