Gustav Begins To Worry Us

The picture above shows where Gustav is now. The picture below is where Gustav is projected to be in five days. It's waaaay too early to project five days ahead. The storm could move east or west of the projected position, but the Weather Bureau must do its best to get information out.

I live about 60 miles SW of New Orleans. However, we are planning what to take and when to leave, should we need to go. If it comes our way, we are told we must go. We are fortunate that we have a farm NW of Baton Rouge with two smallish houses on it. We don't need to search for a place to stay, although we will be crowded in the two houses. If we get to the farm, and the hurricane seems to be heading there, it's easier to move further north from there than from here in Thibodaux or from New Orleans, where my daughter and her family live.



Images from Weather Underground.

UPDATE: The images have been updated to the latest position and forecast as of Thursday, August 28, 2008, 2:00 PM EDT.

"Wake Up America!"

Inspiration to post the video from Rmj at Adventus.

Archbishop Rowan Williams' Further Reflections

The Archbishop of Canterbury's latest letter is at his website. You may read it in its entirety there. I excerpted parts of the letter. The archbishop's words are in italics.

As the proposals for an Anglican Covenant now go forward, it is still possible that some will not be able to agree; there was a clear sense that some sort of covenant will help our identity and cohesion, although the bishops wish to avoid a legalistic or juridical tone.

I don't, because I'm concerned that the Covenant will be used for the purpose of exclusion.

A strong majority of bishops present agreed that moratoria on same-sex blessings and on cross-provincial interventions were necessary, but they were aware of the conscientious difficulties this posed for some, and there needs to be a greater clarity about the exact expectations and what can be realistically implemented. How far the intensified sense of belonging together will help mutual restraint in such matters remains to be seen.

I do not agree. The moratoria have been followed quite long enough.

Many participants believed that the indaba method, while not designed to achieve final decisions, was such a necessary aspect of understanding what the questions might be that they expressed the desire to see the method used more widely – and to continue among themselves the conversations begun in Canterbury.

I agree.

First, there was an overwhelming unity around the need for the Church to play its full part in the worldwide struggle against poverty ignorance and disease. The Millennium Development Goals were repeatedly stressed, and there was universal agreement that both governmental and non-governmental development agencies needed to create more effective partnerships with the churches and to help the churches increase and improve their own capacity to deliver change for the sake of justice.

I agree that the Anglican Communion should, but there's the label of church again. There is no such entity as the world-wide Anglican Church. I believe that he chooses the label "church" quite deliberately, because he says it over and over.

...on the controversial issue of the day regarding human sexuality, there was a very widely-held conviction that premature or unilateral local change was risky and divisive, in spite of the diversity of opinion expressed on specific questions.

Whether the conviction is widely-held or not, I can't say. I suppose it depends on who is counted in. The Episcopal Church must do what it must do. If others consider what we do "risky and divisive", then so be it.

There remains the scandal that a duly elected and consecrated bishop of the Episcopal Church, Bishop Gene Robinson of New Hampshire, was barred from attendance at Lambeth. His voice was not heard.

I had thought that the Archbishop of Canterbury's main concern (and his continued bashing of the Episcopal Church and the Anglican Church of Canada) had to do with his desire to hold together the Anglican Communion and not have it split on his watch. I think that, indeed, he does not want that to happen, although it seems to me that it has already happened. But I wonder if his primary concern may be for his own Church of England. Folks on both sides of the issue of human sexuality within the Church of England are getting restive. He's trying to straddle that divide, and the actions of the Episcopal Church and the Anglican Church of Canada may be seen by him as encouraging those within his own church to move forward with similar actions. He must also be aware that incursions by foreign bishops into his own territory, similar to those that TEC and ACofC have experienced, may be undertaken. Of course, I'm not inside the archbishop's head, but it seems possible to me that his concern for division within his own church may motivate a good many of his words.

Just my two cents.

UPDATE: From the comments:

Blogger John Bassett said...

We are best bound together by the fewest and loosest ties. If Rowan could understand that, he would preserve the Church more effectively.

To which I answer a great and loud "Amen!"

UPDATE 2: Please read Mark Harris' reflection on the letter at Preludium AND Adrian Worsfold at Pluralist Speaks.

The Latest In Ecclesiastical Computers

While you wait for me to decide whether I will post on the Archbishop of Canterbury's most recent letter, you can amuse yourself by exploring the full wonders of the latest in ecclesiastical computers at Datamancer. There are lots more pictures and a full explanation of all the features of the computer.

Thanks to Paul (A.) for the link.

Fr. Christian Says, "Stop It. Now."

Over at his blog, GAFCON, Fr. Christian has wise words for the members of the Anglican Communion. He nearly made me cry, and that NEVER happens over there. I'm usually falling out of my chair laughing. He says:

Lately I’ve been coming across more and more people threatening to leave the Anglican Communion if xyz doesn’t happen. The particular xyz bugging them varies; some are convinced their parish will grow tenfold if a bishop in the North-eastern U.S. resigns, while others feel victimised by a centuries-old colonial conspiracy preventing them from being proclaimed Archbishop of Canterbury, but their response to the bee in their bonnet is always the same ultimatum – “play my way or I’m going”.

That's wrong, says the wise Fr. Christian.

The first reason is straightforward: I took my vows of ordination because God called me to be a Priest in the Anglican Communion, and as confirmation of that He first convinced a Vocational Assessment panel and their Bishop. Like Evangelical Eric you might find that a mysterious act on the Almighty’s part, and to tell the truth even I wonder about it from time to time, but none of this changes the end result one little bit: I’m here because God called me to be here. If I’d have been predisposed to praise bands and fluorescent ties God would doubtless have called me to another denomination, and you’d call me Pastor Troll instead of Father Christian. Or perhaps if I’d have had a predilection for Jesuits and doing creepy things with the deceased the call would have come from across the Tiber. But instead I was called to be here, and here I am.
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The second reason is just as simple: the Communion is a family, not a business, sporting club or lodge. Whether we like it or not, part of belonging to our church involves accepting each other as brothers and sisters, and uncles and aunts. You might think I’m a wicked old parody who’s not even very funny, and I might think you’re living proof of the dictum that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing – but we’re no less called to be part of the same family as you and that terrible uncle who’s always “rearranging himself” and can never remember he already told that same fart joke last Christmas. When it was no less inappropriate. Or the Great-Aunt who discusses her rectal fistula over the chocolate mousse. And little Dwayne, who was “only kidding” when he broke into your car looking for cash.

Families don't talk about walking away when times get tough. I've quoted a good portion of his post, (which I hope that he does not mind my doing) but you should click the link and read it in its entirety. It's quite good.

If Dogs Could Talk...

If you wanted a bunny, then why didn't you just buy one?


I wish your husband had taken me with him when he left.


What is wrong with you. Seriously. Did you not get enough love as a child? Is your world so completely devoid of meaning that you think dressing me as a flower is a form of care taking?

I hope the house gets robbed tonight. And when it does, you know what? I'm not even going to bark, because FLOWERS can't bark!


Oy vey. If only Moses would have left in that 11th Commandment:

'Thou shall not desecrate one's pet.'

Thanks to Lapin.

What's This?

On Saturday, Grandpère and I stopped to see my daughter and her family on the way home from the Rising Tide Conference. When we visit the homes of our children, GP has a habit of tidying up when things are not as he believes they should be. As we were sitting in the living room talking, he was picking up lint from the rug. (I'm laughing as I write this.) He moved on to wondering what was under the sofa cushions, and then he got up and took the cushions off. Surprise! There was stuff under the cushions besides the bones of the sofa.

He picked the items up, and once the surface was clear, he began reaching into the crevices at the back and sides, all the while exclaiming at what he found there. "Look at this! How long has it been since you cleaned here?" The picture above is of all that he found which could not be vacuumed up. If you click on the picture and look at the enlarged view, you will see coins, pens, pencils, toys, papers, dust bunnies, and all manner of things.

If he visited your house, he would restrain himself from tidying up, but with our children, he will not. And they let him do it. I have my daughter's permission to post the picture. She thought the whole funny episode was worth a blog post. GP encouraged me to take the picture, because I believe he thought it would shame her, but that was not the case. There you have it. Another peek into the inner sanctum of craziness in which our family operates.

Rising Tide III - A Big Thank You

Thank you to all who had a hand in the planning and preparation of the Rising Tide III Conference. It was definitely the best yet. The keynote speaker, the moderators and panelists, and the food were all excellent. Your hard work is greatly appreciated by this New Orleanian living in exile. All in all, it was a wonderful day.

Maitri Live-Blogging At Rising Tide III

If you're interested in a fuller account of the conference, Maitri, at Maitri Vatul Blog did a terrific job of live-blogging on Saturday. The story starts here, and then you move on up to read the later posts.

I'll probably be posting more about the conference and New Orleans.

I THOUGHT MINE WAS UNIQUE...

...and now EVERYONE has one. That's not fair. From the Times-Picayune:

Gregory "Boobie" Toefield sears memories into flesh every day.

Just across the Industrial Canal, one of his Aart Accent Tat-2 facilities sits on St. Claude Avenue, lime-green facade partly overgrown with plywood boards, prim floral curtains peeking out over black bars. Inside, hunks of fiberglass are piled on a chair that looks like it belongs in a dentist's office.

Latest reopening estimate: 2010. Maybe.

Good thing I got mine in Kansas City.

But wait!

In fact, at Aart Accent's other store -- an undamaged orange building at the edge of the Quarter, decorated with a rainbow of gremlins and jesters -- Toefield does a brisk trade in New Orleans tattoos.
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What's keeping these tattoo parlors in business, artists agree, is fleur de lis madness. Before Katrina, tattooists averaged a New Orleans tattoo or two a month, usually during Saints season. These days, Freaky Tiki does about 25 fleur de lis tattoos per week, and Toefield said he'll do a dozen a day near Mardi Gras time.

"We're doing nothing but fleur de lis," said Louis "Screwie Louie" McDowell of Brad's West Bank Tattoos in Marrero. "Everyone and their brother has to have one."

Arrggh! Shocking, just shocking! I don't like that at all. Well, I should have known. It's a no-brainer, really. Oh well. What's done is done.

Wait again! It gets worse!

And the tattoo parlors report more old folks -- Jones of Freaky Tiki recently tattooed a 75-year-old woman -- and first-timers than ever before.

Older than I am! Am I to be left with nothing to crow about? And it's a trend. More old folks! I don't want to be trendy.

Well, I console myself that the fleur-de-lis is still pretty rare in my little town, and it may be well be unique amongst the population of 73+ year old women here.

My tattoo looks better than the picture shows.