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Sunday, October 09, 2005

Ann's sermon of the week

It's a little after noon and I'm halfway watching the Braves and Astros duke it out. I don't have a dog in this fight; my Giants went down in flames. I know I have at least one Houston correspondent out there. I'm happy to report she came through Rita fine and I'll hold a good thought for the baseball team now that Jeff Kent has left them.

The girls talked us into McDonalds after church today. Elcie and Rebecca are one over their fast food quota for the month but they hadn't had their meal out with us yet so I bent a little. Even threw in a hot apple pie. Elcie ate hers, Rebecca ate the apples out hers and gave the crust to her Grandpa Ray (thanks Rebecca), and Rochelle passed. I'm saving it in case she changes her mind.

My church is part of the Children's Defense Fund so we had a Children's Service today. It was kind of neat. All the little kids (including R & R) marched in carrying food which will eventually go into the Food Bank., clothing for our clothes closet, and toys (because all kids need toys). Elcie had a speaking part. It may be my socialist side coming out but I can't understand any child in this country being homeless, hungry, or lacking at least basic medical care and schooling. Our priorities are way out of whack.

Even granted that some of it may the fault of parents, much of it is trying to make ends meet on minimum wage jobs, often with no benefits, and much of their earnings going to child care. Our government yammers about the "sanctity of life" and "protecting the unborn". How about a little concern for the kids after they're born. Huge tax cuts for the wealthiest among us and more budget cuts for the poorest. California passed a medical care bill the other day. Our governor vetoed it almost before the ink had dried. End of rant for today.

My space bar is behaving strangely.

I've decided to stop being paranoid and anonymous about the name of my town. Anyone who wishes to cause me distress has only to Google University of California which I talk about quite a bit. How many new campuses can there be in the California Central Valley? One. UC Merced. For that matter, how many small cities between Fresno and Modesto? One. Merced, although Turlock might give us an argument on that one. I think we're a little bigger. I get tired of typing my "small CA central valley city". My name shows up in the local paper from time to time in Letters to the Editor. I'm certainly not anonymous here; I'm a thorn in their side.

Elcie is listening to ABBA (don't know how to do their Backward B). I've created a monster. I had them on vinyl and played Super Trouper once for the girls and they all fell in love. Now I have 3 of their cd's and a dvd. I think she's watching the dvd. She adores them. Go figure.

Back to poverty and making a difference. I'm not trying to gain converts for the United Methodists or any other church; you who are used to me probably know that, so if you want to skip over this, feel free. Our pastor used a parable from Luke this morning as the springboard for making a difference. A widow petitioned a corrupt judge over and over for justice. He finally granted her petition just so he wouldn't have to look at her anymore. Maybe if we keep making enough noise about injustice, the powers that be may do something so they won't have to keep listening to us. I make a lot of noise.

Other girls are out playing and I think are heading for the store soon, wheeling Elcie. They are growing up so fast. Just got an email from "anonymous friend" and I've preached enough for a while.

Take care, all of you.

3 comments:

jdg said...

yeah, I wouldn't stress too much about the anonymity thing. I think people get all bent outta shaper over nothing.

Merced, huh? Do you get to Yosemite very much?

Gawdessness said...

Unitarians is what we are. Do you think we are related? Unitarian/United?
Kidding a little but our philosophies sound liek they have a lot in common.
So how you pronounce Merced? Is it Mersed or Merked?

I still hide where I live and what are names are on line. I'll be thinking more about why and maybe I will post about those thoughts or maybe I won't. There is no time line.

Abba is totally cool. I loved them when I was 13, still have one of their cds now! My daughter 11 likes them, my son 14 does not. Adamantly. He is funny though, he says if it is classical it isn't music worth listening too!

I like the fastfood quota, that is a sensible idea!

Old Insomniac said...

Thanks for the comments. I have little social interaction but do carry on an active email life. Would be pleased to receive email from you at insomniacinbigh@yahoo.com

I turned my eldest on to your blog and she likes you too. Some similarities between your life and hers, some between my life and yours. Old home week! Hah.

She just dipped a very cautious toe into the blog waters and did a tiny, non-committal post.She is dustyrose51.blogspot.com She was my Wild Child, tamed down a lot in middle age but still a rebel in many ways, and can be unconventional ...in spite of her domestic facade.