- There’s a rumor that persists in sermons and churchy articles that Nelson Mandela said the following in his inaugural address as president of South Africa: “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure…”
It’s actually a nice enough sentiment, but friends, he did NOT say this. It was written by a New Age writer named Marianne Williamson. Yet just this Sunday I heard yet another sermon that attributed this to him. This is one of the most persistent urban legends in the church. I even had a seminary professor put it in her book!
- Project “Summer with No Church Books” continues. I got two books from the library this evening: Stuart: A Life Backward and Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim. David Sedaris is a freak of nature. Is he from this planet? I mean that in a most admiring way.
- Tonight C and I pulled some stubby and downright funny-looking carrots. Maybe I haven’t been watering deeply enough. Or maybe we’re just the kind of people who grow stubby carrots, y’know?
- Tomorrow: Harry Potter in the morning, Writing Revs in the afternoon. I even finished a piece for them to look at!
- I registered for the online writing workshop I mentioned a few weeks ago and am really looking forward to it. I’m eager to meet the other folks in the group. And as much as anything else I’m intrigued by seeing how this venue works.
- C will also be going back to school. She starts Pre-Ballet and Tumbling after July 4. Is it possible for a 4 year old to be more excited than she is? No, it is not.
- M is apparently already taking tumbling as a correspondence course, because yesterday (before The Incident) she bent over into downward facing dog, tucked her head under, and did a forward roll, as easy as you please.
- M has been talking for quite some time, but lately she seems so delighted when her words actually achieve some objective. Her expression is priceless: “Eureka! They do what I ask of them! This talking thing rocks!”
- She is also an incredible mimic. Maybe all kids are, and C just didn’t have as many options for her mimicry, but M will do everything that C does. Tonight they were putting their stuffed animals to bed. M tried her best to wrap a washcloth around Piglet just like C can do, then finally gave up, laid Piglet on a pillow and proceeded to pile about 12 towels and bibs on top of him.
- I’ve heard a rumor that boys don’t usually play this kind of game… can that be true?!?
- Tonight they were also playing “Puppet Show,” which involves crouching behind a chair in the family room, holding puppets (or dolls, or stuffed animals) over the back of the chair, and, occasionally but not always, providing dialogue. M doesn’t usually get the puppet facing the right direction, and seems to enjoy popping out from behind the chair and grinning. Do you see me complaining?
- R and I are in the process of making some fairly significant decisions about life post-BB. I wish I could say more than that, and probably shouldn’t say anything because now I sound like a tease, but it’s been very hard to have all this hard-core discernment going on without talking about it here, so I’m trying to content myself with this half-announcement. Suffice to say, when it’s safe to put it out on the Internets, I will.
- R and I leave in exactly one month for Scotland. Yee-ikes! SO much to do. There are three categories: making the rest of our travel arrangements, making arrangements for the girls while we’re gone, and the unpleasant third category, putting together some important information about checking accounts, savings, wills, etc., in case, y’know, our plane gets blown a thousand miles off course and we end up marooned on a freaky quasi-sentient island with a smug doctor with a hero complex and a bald guru who used to work for a box company.
Published by reverendmother 1 year, 5 months ago in things/life/whatnot, the divine miss m, little she-who-is
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you’re just too much. I smile as i read this! thanks for being you and having “you knock offs”!~
Boys & girls can start with the same toy, but the play comes out differently. Example, Barby car used by friend’s granddaughter with her Barby & Ken play house became a race car speeding around the kitchen island when given to our two-year-old grandsons on a visit at their house.
Sedaris is right up there with the rest of the folks who, if they wrote the recipe for jello on a cocktail napkin, I would line up to buy it. We have good taste.
I love this post! Thanks for the sniglets into your life with C and M and soon to be BB!
I will say again how bummed I am to be missing your Harry Potter sermon series. The banner is very impressive. Will you promise to post your sermons here?
Tee hee…I love the “piglet with 12 towels and bibs” story. I can just see M’s serious little face trying to mimic her big sister.
The number one sign of LOST fandom is referencing it before you go flying.
Anya and I once played a pre-flight game by looking at our fellow passengers and deciding who was who, but then we freaked each other out and stopped playing.
Can’t wait to see all these games and puppet shows in person.
If you haven’t heard Sedaris perform his stuff live, you’re missing out.
His “Live At Carnegie Hall” recording is available at iTunes.
you have a wonderful rev family
loved the piglet story.
And … Scotland … humph … now I’m really envious
and know what you mean about making wills etc before a trip. I think it’s something about flying to the otherside of the pond with your spouse.
Hubby and I flew to NY March after 9/11 - I honestly didn’t think we’d come back (but we did and what’s more had a fabulous trip) but worked out so much in case we didn’t -including memorial services
They are still valid as far as I know so perhaps we should revise them again now.
Waaay jealous of your Scotland trip!
And I too am sad to miss your Harry Potter sermons. Maybe you should take that show on the road!
Keith, I have heard David Sedaris many times, mainly reading short pieces. His public persona just adds to the “not of this planet” vibe.
If I’m feeling brave, I’ll post the sermons here; part of the reason I’m doing something so nutso during the summer is I know attendance is down. Ahem.
Aaaaaaaand…. [long pause] they will be podcast at our church’s website. I’ll give out the info to any interested parties.
Yipee! for podcast and weblogs! And I just thought you were preaching them in July because of the book release and the movie. You are one fine preacher….people will be sad to miss your sermons.
You *must* post your sermons. Last year at Presby-retreat, our speaker was a well-known church educator. She did a series on Harry, Hogwarts and the church, and I wasn’t blown away. I’m quite sure I will have a different experience with what you produce.
Can’t wait to hear the results of your discernment.
Are you going to be in Scotland at the same time as large family from Hot and Humid?
Wish I could be there to watch C at pre-ballet and tumbling! Oh, the things CGAuntie misses out on…
Huh. It fell flat with a well-known church educator?
I’m a-skeered now.
nah … RM … what she meant was you’ll be better cos you are a HP fan
and love the church too.
podcast … send me the details. At least I’d get to hear your voice that way too … that would be way cool.
Have you seen him live? I’ve never gotten to do that–just audiobook stuff. The Carnegie Hall recording is my favorite because of how he plays off the audience.
I can say that A is also a “put your animals to bed” kind of guy - even last night he arranged “Louie there and Snoopy there and Lumpy right here and Rexy (like Caillou) next to me and Mommy right here! No, here, Mommy! Here! Ok, now sleep with me for a little while everyone. Love you!”
He’s also arranged several of his friends for the day while he is at school…
Of course, he also announced he wanted a gun so he could shoot deer to eat them.
So gentle and cuddly, then all boy. What is a mother to do?