There is hope that spring is really coming to the mountains of western Maine. The spillway between the pond and the lake is flowing rapidly. There are small pools of water at the edge of the pond. The grass is still dormant, but Phil the Goose has returned from wherever it is he (or she) has spent the colder months. We worried about Phil because he was the last goose to leave these parts as the lake froze up. He mooches off the kids at the school and the people who come to our church. Last fall he came right up to the door of the undercroft looking for a handout. In addition to Phil there are flocks of birds of all sorts returning and looking for food on the lawn and flying up into the trees when Izzie gets out of the car. I need to get out my field guide or ask the many "birders" in the congregation what they are.
This Good Friday morning I'm feeling a bit fragile. So much to do and so little time left.
When I was ordained in 2000, my son joked "my mother is a father." So the name. I worked as a scientist for over 30 years, first in Boston, then LA, San Francisco area, Denver, D.C, Vienna and back to San Fran. Good training for an interim who has served in Eastern Michigan, Wyoming, California and now Maine.
Isabelle, the little white dog, better known as Izzie has her own blog now.
Rob Voyle has been instrumental in my work as an interim. I highly recommend Appreciative Inquiry as a way of looking at life in a parish, or for life in general.
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Science and Religion
"Yet its [science] enthralling account is not sufficient by itself to quench our thirst for understanding, for science describes only one dimension of the many-layered reality within which we live, restricting itself to the impersonal and general, and bracketing out the personal and unique." In the preface to "Exploring Reality: The Intertwining of Science and Religion" by John Polkinghorne
Icon of Our Lady of Vladimir
wrote this icon under the direction of Alekandr Kharon. It sits in the Lady Chapel of All Saints, San Francisco
New things happen in regimes that we have learned to identify as being 'at the edge of chaos.' Too far on the orderly side of that frontier and things are too rigid for there to be more than a shuffling rearrangement of already existing entities. Too far on the disorderly side and things are too haphazard for any novelties to persist.
John Polkinghorne, Exploring Reality: The Intertwining of Science and Religion.
wrote this also under the direction of Aleksandr Kharon. Given to Bp. William Swing, California at his last visit to All Saints'