Blogging is a Moving Meditation.

BLOGGING as a MOVING MEDITATION: Liminality's thin passage untangles as it weaves, fits in the ineffable nooks and crannies of my heart's prayer wall, like the cracks in pavement, mile markers on the road, windblown whimsical napkin poems written in eyeliner.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Just ONE DROP (Jonathan Helser singing..) Merry Christmas!

We were worshiping at DnA's (Derek and Amy's) the other night.. for lil Christmas get together ... and it was cool and spontaneous ... started singing Christmas Carols... and then we went higher in the Spirit........... it wasn't long....... in fact... i would have loved to have stayed there a lot longer... but i was thinking....... it doesn't take that much to go up.... it's just ONE DROP of HIM.... One drop of His blood sets us free..... One word from HIM... and my Spirit soars...... then i remembered Jonathan singing..... (dang i miss worshiping with them in NC... that has to be the one thing that i miss the most.. was that level of depth and intensity)....... any way, on this Christmas.... I thought i'd share. Praying more Drops of HIM fall like a waterfall over each of you....... (derek... lets do this more ok?)
Merry Christmas ya all..... blessings to the deepest parts.
"just one drop and everything will change!"
xo cat

Friday, November 13, 2009

Let's Talk Post-Modernism and the Emergent Church...

OK, i'll say it..... I AM A DECONSTRUCTIONIST ........ i want to deconstruct all the hoopla around churcheeeeanity.... and introduce people to JESUS...... ..... and just start there... and let Holy Spirit do the job of conviction in hearts. Is this too simplistic.... ?
Perhaps......... but i think we've made the Gospel way to complicated . I'm glad these guys are at least looking at it..... when the guy asks "were they bored with God? What brought this about?" It's a fair question.... but i guess for me, i've gotten bored with church with all it's propaganda .... i do think that within context of at least Western Culture, it's gotten too easy to just "go to church" and think "this is what it's all about to be a christian."- i like edge walking and the saltiness of the dialogue. just my thoughts here.

Sunday, November 08, 2009

Neil McSweeney: Long Way Round @ Plug, Sheffield.

I do love this mans music... rich, deep, thought provoking and a gut punch! NICELY DONE NEIL!!!!!!!!! Tipping my hat across the pond to ya!

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Doctor Who: Dreamland First Clip! - Dreamland Online Blog

Ok, admittedly, i've been a Dr. Who fan since i was a kid... i would have loved the cartoon version of it..... but hey "your never to late to have a happy childhood" (tom robins for those that don't know that quote)
Gotta say, i'm chuckling on the american accents and the Area 51 reference ... seems to be a lot of that in reference lately.
I'm home today with a cold or flu, not sure what, just feel like general crap- so i'm distracting my cough with my computer. Seems if i take a vow of silence, my throat doesn't scream, my lungs aren't burning and i'm not coughing my head off. - yes, my husband KNOWS i'm sick if i don't say a bloody word! Some of my friends that are reading this - will be laughing at that thought. (so i sneeze in your general direction for doing so!)

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Thought this was worth the ponder, since i did a piece on Traveling Sukkah as Kingdom bringers - kinda cool.. The magazine is called Tablet

In advance of Sukkot, we reached out to architects and designers and asked for contemporary reimaginings of the sukkah. Susan Shender first came to our attention as the creator of the SukkahSoul sukkah, a delicate yet sturdy construction inspired, in part, by the sefirot of kabbalah. In this sketch, she offers a sukkah held together by its inhabitants. She explains:

After receiving your request, I found myself thinking about it constantly. What I came up with surprised me. It’s sort of a lofty idea. But how do I show that graphically? While driving to synagogue, I heard an NPR piece about graphic novels and thought that that was a good method to use. My response involves the intersection of a quote from Deuteronomy, the layout of a page of Talmud, and the spirit of a graphic novel. Now, when dealing with conceptual ideas, reality is not always aligned with the vision. In this case, for instance, it might be tricky to eat in a sukkah when one is the sukkah.

a sukkah of the future, designed by Susan Shender

Sunday, October 18, 2009

U2 360 - Houston - Your Blue Room

So here is some more.... yes, we were in outer space for a few hours ....... Houston- "we Don't have a problem!"

U2 - ULTRAVIOLET -Houston Reliant Stadium 14.10.2009

So this is what i was doing last Wednesday Night... in Houston with Derek and Amy- Yes, it rocked, Yes, we had a blast, - great music, great food, great talks late into the night, -- pondering the universe .. clowns in space, some evangelical ideas with some naked truth... ummm yeah. A lil late night excursion - well 4am counts as last night right. (thanks D!)
Oh, yeah, U2.... back to that again, - loved that microphone. ... old school and it became a swing! - and how did he do that with the lights on the jacket. Actually, there was one point with this black and white light show part, that was such the sound of a battlefield, that if anyone dealt with PTSD issues, they would have been ducking under the seats.- yes, it was the biggest production at a Rock Concert in History, yes, we made sure we were there..... yes, we do Rock.
(there really were a few that i sooooooo wished were there with us.... - Yes Brian and Whitney that means you guys!) - you were sorely missed! But ok - next time we all go see them in Ireland!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Traveling Sukkah

This might be a picture pun of Selah Sukkot - My dog's name is Selah which means "ponder" and i'm in a "Sukkah"/TENT, that John and Caroline got as a wedding gift. Actually, it's a tent for their dog and we were "testing" it out........ brings being in the "dog house" to camping posh levels.

However it does bring me to some pondering thoughts:

Deuteronomy 16: 13-15

13 “You shall observe the Feast of Tabernacles seven days, when you have gathered from your threshing floor and from your winepress. 14 And you shall rejoice in your feast, you and your son and your daughter, your male servant and your female servant and the Levite, the stranger and the fatherless and the widow, who are within your gates. 15 Seven days you shall keep a sacred feast to the LORD your God in the place which the LORD chooses, because the LORD your God will bless you in all your produce and in all the work of your hands, so that you surely rejoice.

It’s been a quiet Sukkot this year. I would have loved to have gone to the “Harvest Festival” @ Morning Star, but with school and work, i guess it was more wishful thinking that practical relevance.

Our dear friend Paul (yes you are sooo dear to us dude), is in Israel, and it’s had my heart longing to stroll along those landscapes. However, G-d’s been having me look at the inner landscapes this week, in an internal Sukkot.

I love the Jewish Feast Days and their meanings as they are vast and layered in texture. Sukkot or AKA “The Feast of Ingathering”/ "Feast of Booths" or "Tents"- is much along the lines of our American Thanksgiving, where people come together and celebrate the Harvest and the transition to the New World.

The reaping of our labor from our “threshing floor” and “wine press” is part of what drew my spirit gaze today.

From an internal landscape perspective, both signify to me, the hard aspects of tilling the ground of our hearts and sifting our “wheat”, what is good, holy and will bring forth more growth in sustenance and the “tares”, that which are worthless, or the products of soulish self. I could “tare” into a soliloquy regarding that aspect, but suffice to say that the tossing part of allowing the winds of grace to blow that away, is more His Heart on the matter than dwelling in that tent of regret. I’d rather focus on the wine and not “whine” on all that.

The wine press of all our grapes of experience, both sour and juicy plump luscious bits, ferment in the spirit and produce a glass or vat that is worth sharing. I’ve never seen G-d waste anything, He’s much more frugal with the aspects of our lives, that we instinctively wish to throw away.

All these things that are either “by His Hand or through His Hand” make up this Harvest of Spirit. Sukkot is considered a Sacred/ solemn celebration, which bares the contrast of what is to be taken serious and the joy of the promise that He will “Bless” the work of our hands in this Kingdom co-laboring.

The solemn aspect that this journey and year has been difficult and the labor strenuous is not something to be simply overlooked, but acknowledged; both sweat and tears reflect the saltiness of our lives, in which, salt brings out the flavor.

We celebrate in that acknowledgement, making the joy more defined and in ways a more sustainable fruit.

I find G-d’s inclusive perspective of whom we share this “Feast” and our “Tent” (family, extended family, “Levite”/ “Worship Artisans”, strangers, the fatherless and the widows) such the extension of His heart.

We tend to so compartmentalize our lives, and in many ways i understand that it’s necessary to function and not go crazy in the day to day. But to look at it from a Kingdom view for a moment, we really are a traveling Sukkah.

The people we are called to share the tent and table of our lives, may or may not have been there for all the labor parts (so grateful to the ones that WERE and ARE there for the perpetual Becoming of who we are in G-d, we couldn’t have walked through some of those Wadi like, experiences without those hearth like hearts), but i guess that’s G-d’s point.

We are daily called to come out of our homes of the day to day, and create a Tent for the ongoing ingathering. I think He uses the Feasts and all that, so we can pause/reflect/ SELAH on the deeper, often relentless, meditation of His Heart.

The “how’s” in all of this seems like a juggling act, with the plates needing to land on the table. Some of us are more theatrical, with our Tent Fabric, creating ongoing focal point installations, where as others are to create the movable kibbutz of family like hubs.

However G-d chooses to create His Tapestry of Tents, the ongoing adventures are still signaled by the Cloud by Day and the Fire by Night. Dwelling with G-d and having Him dwell with us in Emmanuel’s light of Jesus is always the open invitation.


Wednesday, October 07, 2009

John Callahan sings LOST IN THE CITY

Here is another one i found, a bit of a documentary - but it gives a lil more insight into his life. Gotta love the ART in it all..... very very real. Yeah perhaps that's what i love about him....


Ok, so when i first started working in Rehab i learned about John Callahan......... His autobiography is "Don't worry, he won't get far on foot". He's a C5-6 quadriplegic (injury at 21) He's a pretty amazing cartoonist - writers and now has a CD. Brutally honest and funny as hell. He's got a MYSPACE MUSIC page as well. Go Google.

Stimulus and the Moment of Choice

I love John Paul's stuff - he's one of the best teachers - and his eyes actually sparkle. Got to meet him a few years back hanging with the BBI team. I might be posting some more since he's really got some serious wisdom on things. Enjoy!

Saturday, October 03, 2009

Contrasting Sky

One of my indicators that i've not kept things up - is how many photo's that were still in my camera and not uploaded. So this is one of downtown Austin, that i captured from the 3rd floor Gym window. ( I work at a Rehabilitation Hospital that has some cool views).
It was about 10am- and as you can see, a storm was brewing .... From the North West sky, it was still sunny , yet from the South East, the dark brooding of the storm was cresting. It's shadow caused the reflection of the road against the sky. It looks like a dividing wall in the Spirit of sorts and that's what it feels like atmospherically here.

It's been about a year and a half since we've moved here (May of 08) and this pic would be a good way of describing what it's felt like.

We've pretty much been hosting since we landed, some short stays and some a bit longer. As ever, that is awesome and challenging all at the same time. Sharing our home and our hearts has bottom line, always been a blessing. The Challenging part of it, comes down to the fact that we were (and i guess still are on some levels), in transition.

Part of the reason i haven't done my typical blog posts is that everything has been in a state of Flux per say. Things have come in waves - some busy and some quiet - with a bunch of loose ends.

The house we bought is gradually becoming our own, as we do projects along the way. It would have been nice to have had lots of stuff done in the beginning, but due to finances and time constraints, it's been a slow go. (What i do for a living pays less here and the cost of living is higher) So it's felt more than half done on what we'd like to see happen. I still want to paint the living room area, bedroom and guest room, but haven't had the energy.

It's been the hottest summer in recorded history here and that was pretty harsh. Last summer was the 4th hottest on record and since we moved twice, (once into the rental while we were looking, then again in July when we moved here) i think that affected/effected our energy levels.

It's been a low season energetically in general, almost hibernating like, which i'm not really good at. I know God's working behind the scenes on some matters. Just because things aren't all "bells and whistles", doesn't mean that things aren't happening. It's just seems like it's been a long slow walk up a very dry hill. God's still speaking in it, though more quietly than He has in the past with me.

This Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur i felt a shift in the Spirit. Rosh Hashanah was the first cooler weekend than we have had, the morning was in the 70's and i could feel the breeze on my face. I felt His presence hovering around me in a way i haven't felt in a long while. Four months ago, my Dad died, and grief has been pretty strong. (actually, i think i've been grieving over a lot of things these last 17 months, but that was the proverbial "straw that broke the camels back".) So when i felt His presence i felt my spirit rise up and sigh in relief.

I'm not really sure what this next year holds, but i know His Hand is guiding as ever.

Shalom Ya All-

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Swine Flu Paranoia

Ok, so i've got to say, when my girlfriend sent me this i rolled! Please understand, i know it's serious and all that, but lets get real and pro-active, - Wash Hands a lot, stay 6 feet away from people who are coughing and such, use your lysol spray on door knobs, kitchen and bathroom faucets and Fridge, Air out your house and stay away from places where chances of getting it are higher. (as long as you have that option) I work in a hospital, so i'm using a mask if things are questionable and washing my hands incessantly. More than that, i'm praying over my household to break off any and all sickness and speaking healing and life to all that walk through our door!
Blessings ya all!

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Blowing the shofar

Hey folks........ Happy New Year.... !!!!!!!!!! yeah, i don't tend to go by the Gregorian calendar - Jesus didn't - So ran across this... thought it was a good teaching. Can't wait to see and hear the Lion of Judah blowing it! Blessings and Shalom ya all!!
xoxo cat

Thursday, September 17, 2009

John Mark McMillan - Skeleton Bones

John Mark's got a new video out..... from the new CD... ...
"Peel back our ribs again and Stand Inside of our Chest... we just want to love YOU".........................
Nice one dude...... loved the lighting in the studio - Swaeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!
Now get your tukus down to Austin dude and share it! xo cat

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Preaching the Gospel in Nicaragua

Ok here's another taste of what was going on in Nicaragua last 2 weeks ago.... Love it.........
Perhaps i'll post a bit more about Lee at some point... but... this is amazing on so many levels - not just for the preaching... but also how God heals and restores ...... Proud of you Lee.... xo

Entering the Kingdom

Here is one of my dearest brothers in this crazy Kingdom-
LEE O'HARE......... He went on a missions trip to Nicaragua... Healing and revival .... so glad to see him "back in action"....
Long story there....... but suffice to say.... God is amazing and so is His healing work!

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

The Jesusita Fire

Ok so here's the scoop....
The Jesusita Fire in Santa Barbara , CA last week caused these two to take shelter together. The fawn is 3 days old and the bobcat about 3 weeks. The fawn came from somewhere in the fire and the bobcat from Carpentaria. They immediately bonded and snuggled together under a desk in the Santa Barbara County Dispatch Office for several hours. Animal Planet is reporting the bobcat kitten was rescued near Arnold Schwarzeneggers ranch, where it was dehydrated and near death.

They rescued the fawn during last weeks wildfire. Although wild animals, especially of separate species, are never placed together due to regulations, in this emergency situation, they had no choice. During the mayhem of the fire, they were forced to put animals anywhere they could, since they had run out of crates large enough for the fawn. The kitten ran to the fawn, and it was instant bonding.

Note the name of the Fire.... Jesusita Fire..... hmmmmmm portents of the Lion laying with the lamb? thought it was worth posting... Amazing what crisis bonds- the most unlikely of sorts. Perhaps we should take notes? Go beyond colour, race, or creed........ just my thoughts on the matter.
Shalom ya all.!!

New year is coming up quickly (hebrew calendar - not gregorian) wonder what it holds.....

Friday, September 04, 2009

A Horse called Shofar.......

So today i have a guest Blogger- not my usual.. but this is a cool word that my friend got from Jesus- she will be known as Ms. Smith. I'll just post and let ya all get the download.......----------

Sunday I was trying to catch my horse and he kept running away. I could see that he’d been kicked and there was dried blood all the way from his shoulder down to his hoof. All I wanted to do was to catch him, tend to his wound and feed him, but he refused. I’d been pursuing him for at least an hour when he pressed one mare one time too many and she lashed out and kicked him where he’d already been injured. His entire body went rigid and for a moment he looked like he was going to fall over. I could see he was in excruciating pain but there was nothing I could do. I watched helplessly. It still took 10 minutes to catch him after that. He was shaky by the time I got to him. I took him to the creek and bathed his wound and as I washed it God began to speak to me. I want to tend the wounds of my children and feed them, but they disobey and are wounded again and again. All I can do is watch and call to you. My heart is torn every time you are wounded. I weep for you and call you. Come to me and let me tend your wounds and feed you good food.

Today while I was chasing my horse around the pasture God started to speak to me. I was so frustrated and felt helpless. The pasture is huge….there are 16 horses and just when I’d get close to him he’s slip away from me. God began to point out how what Shofar was doing was what we often do. He would watch me…always turning to see where I was, but whenever I got close, he’d turn away. He would hide behind other horses. Very soon they began to get irritated with him and would kick at him and try to bite him. This is what God told me – I pursue you every day and more often than not you turn away from me. You don’t want to give up your ‘freedom’ to come close to me. The closer I try to get to you the more you turn to other Christians to speak to you instead of listening to my voice. After a while those Christians begin to become irritated because they sense your disobedience and don’t want to be a go-between. So you feel rejected and begin to seek like-minded people. You begin to ‘follow the crowd’ whichever way they go, you go, avoiding me. I call after you and you look. You turn and watch for me, but when I get close, you turn away. I look like a fool and people watch you and wonder what kind of God you serve that you can turn away from me so easily. You flirt with me. You make eyes at me, but you don’t want to be intimate. You watch me and want to see what I’m doing and even want to be a part of it, but you don’t want to be touched by me. Until you are ready to submit to me whole-heartedly you will continue to live in confusion and doubt. I am always here waiting for you to turn to me and give yourself to me completely. I will pursue you until you give yourself completely to me or until you die. You are mine and are not risking hell, but you are missing the very best that I have for you. There is so much more revelation, more joy, healing, redemption, miracles to be seen and experienced. The wealth of heaven is yours to have if you will give yourself completely to me. Kiss me with the kisses of your mouth.

After God had spoken to me the man who owns the pasture drove up on his gator and we ran Shofar’s legs off. Again God spoke to me – you feel you get no rest? I will give you no rest as long as you flirt with me. I am a tireless lover. Yes, I have servants who will assist me, who will drive you until you turn to me and submit. They too love you and desire to see you walk in fullness. Don’t run away! There is peace and rest in my arms.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

John Gorka with Kathy Mattea - The Gypsy Life

Ok, found this one..... so perhaps it's a double portion of some much needed Grace. ....... Paul....... i will be praying........ and love you ........ in it and thru it. xo cat

Gypsy Life- John Gorka

This is for my brother Paul..... (well dear i've sorta walked this.. .... so while praying for you i heard this song in my spirit..... it's dear to my heart.... and in some ways it's a prayer for you.. and a understanding space.) xo

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Guerrilla Worship - Crosby Beach Labyrinth

My friend Dot posted this on Facebook. (THANKS DOT- you are amazing!) i do love the concept of the Labyrinth. I used to take these walks with my Dad... endless if i put them all together, but they were a WORD Labyrinth of sorts, where he would ask if i knew what a word meant or a verse / WORD meant....
Also this is GUERILLA WORSHIP...... cool concept. check 'em out! Blessings

Monday, July 20, 2009

The National Debt Road Trip

Ok so my friend Brandon set this out on facebook and i had to post it! Pretty interesting. Esp. since i lived in Jersey and Greensboro NC... yes, i'm chuckling.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

The O'reilly Factor - Best of Dennis Miller 2009

Ok, so i'll get some crap for this..... but ya gotta admit... Dennis Miller is a hoot.... it's just North East quick witted humor... and semi-sorta rant. - gotta love the "hack in the box"... remark. There is a reason why i stay out of the political circles, but when it's slammed with sarcastic humor, i can't resist.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Friday, June 19, 2009

Graham Cooke "Throne Room"

I sooooo love Graham, he's got to be one of my favorites... all time ......... spiritual heros ..... THIS cracks me up!

Friday, June 12, 2009

tornado cedar park texas forms from bottom up

Ok so this was about 7 min or so away from my house... sirens were blaring. Jenna, Caroline and me were watching the weather channel and we're considering where to go in my house ... IF a tornado was gonna hit.. (considering the sirens) We felt like we were fine, no big warning from God.. or we would have gone into the bathroom..- however, this was the what was going on. OY VEY.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Kim Walker, I Have Found

Even in the middle of Grief.... God is still so close... and holding... Thanks Dad.......

Tuesday, June 09, 2009

Judge Louis Joseph Camisa - MY DAD... Home with Jesus.

Born in East Orange, NJ on Jul. 11, 1926
Departed on Jun. 6, 2009 and resided in Merrimack, NH.

Welcome HOME Dad....
Thank you for your unconditional love, i know you are being held by the unconditional Living Love of God...

Romans 8: 15-17 The Spirit of Adoption... "Message Version"

"This resurrection life you received from God is not a timid, grave-tending life. It's adventurously expectant, greeting God with a childlike "What's next, Papa?" God's Spirit touches our spirits and confirms who we really are. We know who he is, and we know who we are: Father and children. And we know we are going to get what's coming to us—an unbelievable inheritance! We go through exactly what Christ goes through. If we go through the hard times with him, then we're certainly going to go through the good times with him!"
See you when i get there Dad... i love you,
Your daughter - Lovingly,

That is what i left on the (online) "guest book" - they didn't have a picture... so thought this was in due order.

Lot's going through my mind and heart at present.... and no wonder- My Dad was and is an amazing man...

I touched in with a few that knew him today....... and that was good. There was and is a lot about him that i still question, and that is no small secret, to him or others- he sure had questions about me. Our relationship was loving yet also, one of brutal honest with etched sarcastic humor in the margins; many pages stained with salty emotions.

There isn't going to be any big memorial or anything, which tugs at many things in my heart....

So i'm sitting here with a glass of wine and a cig... (yes, Dad, i know you wished i'd quit smoking- just not right now)

I spoke with an old Lawyer friend of his ... Andrew Topazio.... of whom my Dad spoke "was like a son in some ways"... (thanks Andy for the return phone call and the nudge to "do everything you feel you are supposed to do right now for him") - this would be one of those things. Andy said that he was just talking about my Dad the other day to some Judge that didn't know him, and after stating that... said that on more than one occasion, he referred to my Dad as "saintly". Which made me laugh, and i know would have made my Dad laugh, if God granted him a pigeon hole to listen in on that convo; I've always said, "my dad would have made a good Monk".

Some of the things i've gleaned from my Dad was due to very long walks with him and his endless question... "Do you know what this word means?" He'd state a word, and then use it in a sentence... to prod my brain in deducing the answer. We'd talk of Scripture and the hermeneutics of theology... and he'd expound at length some days. I would "return volley" and ask... "do you know what this scripture means?" This "Word" and "word" game became a foundation of sorts and part of the reason i consider myself a "closet theologian and philosopher".

Still have to laugh, because he's the only man i know that came to know Jesus primarily using his "left brain"; though he adopted a daughter who functions dominantly via her right brain, which came with some fiery debate.

Though i wasn't as "brainy" as my sister, she's a whiz at some things- I was the "artsy child" as my dad put it... singing, writing poetry, thinking deeply and passionately ...... though he often said, i "should have been a lawyer due to your debating skills and uncanny intuitive insight"- does make me chuckle a bit, he was fond of saying it... and often wondered if he had wished i would have pursued more in that vein of work. I have in some spiritual fashion, been a "justice child"- looking at situations and either voicing my opinion or raising my "sword", usually both, but not having the skilled "tact" of my Dad. Though on a few occasions he'd "loose it" and once yelled in the Court, when two lawyers were waxing off on some point, "Children! Children! must you play so loudly!"

His ways were often "odd" and emotionally "clumsy"- I've told him before that he was like the "absent minded professor relationally". When forced with "showing up" in the numerously pensive family situations, he would always crack a joke, usually a poor one, (hope his jokes get better in heaven ;-) or he'd poke at a pun to diffuse any "uncomfortable reality" that was pressing. He would always frame things in ways of Heaven... in a "why should we worry about this now, in heaven it won't matter.... which sometimes was a good heavenly reality check and other times an "opt out" in order to avoid some "unpleasant emotions".

He loved being a Judge... 46 years on the bench! He never had any intention to retire and would often wax off on wanting to slam his gavel down in decision and then die and wake up in heaven. Unfortunately, due to a "age discriminatory law" he was forced to retire due to his age- which sucked. On the bench he was at home and i often joked with him that this was the way that he lived his life... being high up behind a wooden bench "fortress", refereeing the game of life, without really playing in it. Which i know sounds harsh, but if you knew him, you would be nodding and eyes rolled towards heaven.

He worked as a "Workman's Compensation" Judge..... where his "rulings" could directly affect the well being of some one "hurt on the job". He pursued knowledge as a passion and would often read the "Merek Manual" and other medical journals, digging up information to understand better, the medical girth of a case. Perhaps that is some of the reason i went into the medical field...--------- He would often call me and ask about the "rehab" in a specific situation, like say a "spinal cord injury", wanting to know the "inside out" of the rehab process and what type of regime they would have to go through in order to "get better", of if they weren't going to "get better" what kinds of incurred costs would affect their lives. He was fond of saying that the reason he went into "Administrative Law" and NOT "criminal law" was that.. ....... "there were too many criminals IN criminal law."

He could be opinionated and that cascaded into the way he viewed Faith in God. When i was really young, my Dad almost died and was hospitalized- it was there that he heard a guy on the radio sharing the Gospel and that it was " Faith in Jesus", via the "grace of God", that one was "Saved". Something resonated deep in his heart, that this makes "sense" and he started to pursue "the scriptures" in a more intentional way. Like i said, my Dad was a "left brainer" - so he dug through different "versions" of the Bible, NIV, American Standard, and the Catholic Bible... and compared "notes" - he liked "Scofield's" notes... in order to determine the "most correct format" of the "Word".

He found a Church "home" at First Baptist Church of Bloomfield and rarely missed a service. He had a servants heart and almost every sunday, drove the church van to pick up the "shut in's", he also was on the Board of Trustee's and was often found there on a Saturday morning doing some "painting job"..... Though everyone just called him "The Judge", he really had a humble heart and liked doing "acts of service". (one of his love languages to God)

He also sang in the Choir, which does have a funny story .... The Choir director at the time was Virginia Hughes - a very special Lady... (spoke to her the other day, and learned of this little known secret)

Though my Dad had a very nice "singing voice" - the man could not learn harmony to save his life, she would stick him next to the strongest Bass in order to "learn his part" to no avail. She would hear the same complaints via the other Bass singers.... "Judge just keeps singing the melody!" and my Dad would complain to Virginia that "the guy next to me, is singing OFF KEY". So finally to solve the "problem", she would meet with him after choir practice and teach him the song as if the "Bass part" WAS the melody. She took some delight at telling me this story, because my Dad went on thinking that the others were "off" and he was singing it correctly."

I did do several "Duets" with him and that is a neat memory to have... "In my heart there rings a Melody" was the first duet i ever did with my Dad, and considering the above story, i guess he took the words to it literally.... (oh, yeah, i sang the harmony on it)

In My Heart
There Rings a Melody
Words and Music by Elton M. Roth

Ephesians 5:19
"Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs,
singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord."

I have a song that Jesus gave me,
It was sent from heaven above;
There never was a sweeter melody,
'Tis a melody of love.

In my heart there rings a melody,
There rings a melody with heaven's harmony;
In my heart there rings a melody;
There rings a melody of love!

I love the Christ who died on Calv'ry,
For He washed my sins away;
He put within my heart a melody,
And I know it's there to stay.

In my heart there rings a melody,
There rings a melody with heaven's harmony;
In my heart there rings a melody;
There rings a melody of love!

'Twill be my endless theme in glory,
With the angels I will sing;
'Twill be a song with glorious harmony,
When the courts of heaven ring.

In my heart there rings a melody,
There rings a melody with heaven's harmony;
In my heart there rings a melody;
There rings a melody of love!

I'm so chuckling as i'm re-reading those words and singing it to myself........ yes, Dad, you got the Melody right!

He really loved my sister Teresa, and would talk of her as the "prize Brain child of the family"... which she is... such a smart cookie! He took great pleasure in the fact that he had some part in "naming her son Joshua".... and was REALLLLLLLLLLLLLY happy that Teresa was taking him to AWANA (a program that he took me and my sister to growing up.) ---- Awana (an acronym for Approved Workmen Are Not Ashamed, from 2 Timothy 2:15), is an international evangelical nonprofit organization founded in 1950, headquartered in Streamwood, Illinois. The organization supplies local churches with weekly clubs, programs and Bible training for students in preschool through high school. The goal of Awana is that these students would come to know, love and serve Jesus Christ as Lord. My Dad was always feeding us "the word", often like a he would feed a dog underneath the table, sneaking in really good chewy morsels.

Please don't get me wrong here, i'm not comparing my relationship with my Dad as some "dog" getting scraps........ it's just that "religion was a "bone" of contention (like my pun)......... in our house.... Mom is Catholic and our house was like a mini version of Ireland with the "Protestant and catholic" micro-war going on.... Mom was more than unhappy with our choice of "walking out our faith", other than the "catholic way"... this is no secret- though she does tend to forget that it was HER MOTHER... after some crap that happened in Sacred Heart School, that Grandma pulled us out of Catholic school, and when there was some question of "religious upbringing" stated........ "They will go to your church Lou"....... It was more than a painful issue that resulted in some "not so Godly" outcomes. nuff said.

Though in all of that, it did teach me and him, more and more, that it is a "relationship with Jesus" and not religious pretense, that is the foundation of Faith in God. It's because of my Dad that i began a deeper relationship with Jesus, to that credit, i am eternally grateful.

After a very "faith testing situation" some years ago, where God had given me a "warning dream" of, said situation,......... My Dad better understood some of the "mystical sides" of God... he later said, that "that situation" made him really "look" at God's ability to intervene and speak in profound ways. He acknowledged that some of how "God speaks", was beyond his understanding, but not without his notice. Of it... he said, "you have a very special relationship with Holy Spirit, one of which i am quite jelouse, but i finally understand "the spirit of Adoption" and understand why you call God - ABBA".

We would often pray on the phone together and during those prayers, he would say, "Father God, my daughter calls you Abba, and now I get it... so Abba would you please bless her ........ " Those times on the phone drew us closer and when we prayed together about lots of things.... yet he would always conclude with a salutary note, in thanking God for his salvation through the Cross of Christ and blood bought Redemption.. That always struck me, after all these years, that he would continually "THANK GOD" for his salvation, it was an important part of his prayer life and relationship with Jesus. He was always a bit more stoic than i when it came to praying, but he did "loosen up a bit"... during our prayer time. He was at our house in North Carolina, when before he went to bed, shared that he had some "cancer skin spots" on his head, so phil and i asked if we could pray for him, - we brought out the anointing oil.. to "hit the spots" per say... and my dad closed his eyes while we prayed.... after we said "amen", he pretended to "just wake up" and said, "oh, you're done, must have fallen asleep..... and said amen"... he was always making fun of serious situations..... but my husband looked at me - a bit shocked.... and i said, "no, that's just my dad... the prayer stuck".

Though our relationship was often "strained" by "circumstance"... my dad always encouraged me ... his "British" side of "keeping... chin up" - complete with some "stiff upper lip" mixed with some Italian "sharing a good meal".... bread and vino.. (His mom was English and his dad.. Italian- a mix of which is beyond me... the Italian,- "touchy/ feely"... with the English "not so much".)

Growing up in the North East ... "melting pot" mentality - was not with out prejudice ... and that leaked out at points, i learned some interesting views on culture and the differences of the "they and we", spilled out in speech and "safety" awareness. (my dad got "mugged" one night walking home.. and that didn't help his biases)

We didn't come from "rich roots'... so my Dad could be quite frugal in matters, we only had one car and he rode the bus to work for 46 years... Bloomfield was more "blue collar" than "white collar".... and my Dad took pride in that, being an "ol' time democrat". Though he was a "Judge" and that came with some prestige - he would go into a Salvation Army store and come out with some "find".. of measured worth to him... say a rain coat that cost him 50 cents! Yet, we would often meet in a posh restaurant and he would order the most expensive meal in the joint.. and encourage me to do the same, stating that - "we don't get to do if often, so eat up." - but he would sneak the ketchup containers and the packets of sugar free sweeteners into his pockets, looking quite elegant and sneaking, while the waiters back was turned. He liked "eating like a King", and if you saw his gut, you know that would be more than accurate, but despised much of the elitism. He taught me that "EVERYONE puts their socks on the same way, and even the King of Kings, had to wipe his bum when he voided" - though he would say it in hushed tones, as though speaking of Jesus' bum was a forbidden and might hold a lightening bolt when he stepped outside.

He would joke that the only difference between Catholic guilt and Jewish guilt was this... "the jew says (what a horrible thing to do) and the catholic says... (what a horrible person i am). That, and the only difference between a Jew going to "confession" and a Catholic going to "confession" was this... "The catholic would say "forgive me father, for i have sinned" and the Jew would say... "forgive me Rabbi, for i have sinned, have you met my Lawyer Moshe Goldenberg"....... and then added, if he had to go to Catholic Confession again, he would have said, "forgive me Father for i have sinned, have you met my lawyer, Jesus, "The son of God" the carpenter, but his mother wanted him to be a lawyer."

Growing up in New Jersey came with some colourful nuances, such as "going down the shore" (didn't not matter your geographical location) ... it was always.... "down the shore". It was a 90 min drive from Bloomfield to Point Pleasant ... but with traffic could be 3 hours, so you would have to leave at the "butt crack of dawn", rather than the "crack of dawn", difference being the "butt crack of dawn was a Royal Pain in the Ass". It was a lousy long drive, with my sister and i arguing over who's foot was on their side of the back seat of the car, with the ensuing threat of my dad... "coming back there to settle it".... Truth is - we kind knew our Dad's threats were void of power, but if Mom said it..... it was a different story. I did almost drown once, when i was trying to float on a raft on the water's edge, and a huge wave came up and smashed me under the water... I was lying there, looking up at the water over my head, (still remember thinking)- wow, this is cool, i feel like a fish, (too many aqua-man cartoons i gather)- but it seemed like a long while, the next thing i knew i felt my Dad's arms dragging me out, he was infuriated but relieved that he found me..... He was a good swimmer, (though i had learned the "hard way") so one of our things to do was swim out far beyond the breakers and float.... that frustrated the hell out of my mom, cause she couldn't swim... so the way i knew i could get beyond her grip/reach.. was swim out while she would be screaming on the shore, to "get my *&^%#@$ back here, or your gonna get it"......... i was always getting in trouble for "something"...... Summer trips "down the shore" was a ritual ...... and i loved to walk with him on the beach for hours.... more of our "word games"...... and my endless questioning as to the "why's" of things.. bless him, he really did try and answer things for me, but would generalize and over simplify, and i would have none of it... and persist in my quest for truth. Some where along the discussions, his "truth's" would come out and he often admitted that he "didn't know" and promised to get back to me on the matter... which he would.

His life was a mix of juxtapositions - both in the natural and in spiritual matters... enough so that it had me endlessly scratching my head and raising my eyebrow.... and i'm sure he would say the same about me. Commonly shared strengths and weaknesses, just we played out our lives VERY differently. My dad always said that i had a way of taking his "nice neat little pile of beliefs and throwing a reality bomb in the mix". He once told me that he would have hated to have been the judge in the court room, if i was the lawyer because he would have tried to have thrown the book and the gavel at me, but i would have deflected both and then stated a case that he would have to contend that i was right. Considering my dad was brilliant at such matters, it was both a complement and a side swipe ribbing.

i guess, because he was such a good Judge and of such high esteem, in his profession and in the community, that living under that light was a bit difficult. ( my friend Derek once noted that part of the reason i'm "comfortable" in situations where people were considered "stars", was because i grew up in the fish bowl likened to that of famous people or pastor's kids and i flowed with ease in those waters)

I was always called "the Judges daughter", as if i didn't have a name of my own... and occasionally, i would deny such said pretense and clearly state my name. My dad would often say i was "severely independent" even as a small child... and had a stubborn streak that would rival most bulls. He always would say it with a cheeky grin, almost gleeful at my indignation at system oriented beliefs and rules, as though he was secretly wishing he had more of that in his character. Though he often questioned some of my "decision making", (which he was more than often right about)- he understood that i had a justice side, that was placed there by him in some way and took into consideration, the heart matter on the issue, and encouraged my boldness in matters, that might have seemed "out of character" for him. Once after a matter of much debate, i chose something that he disagreed upon, but i had shared that i had had a dream about and one of those God moments, where things didn't seems to make sense in the natural.... turned out to be a huge break through and when i discussed it later with my dad, he said, "well, i was wrong there, i should always remember you have FRIENDS IN HIGH PLACES..." referring to my dialogue with God on it.

My Dad's judge of Character has highly influenced my life, that with the balance of Grace; that the Grace we extend is often the grace we may need in some matters. It has made me look at things from many angles and not such the myopic limitations of initial reactions. His love for the law and his understanding of Justice with the counter balance of Grace, fell on the rocky, yet fallow ground of my heart.

We live our lives, whether we want to admit it or not, based or biased in shadows of those whom we have been affected/effected and occasionally infected. In thinking about him this past week, i've been astounded and somewhat bewildered at the not so subtle impact that he's had on my life.

He had a relationship with God that profoundly influenced my walk with God... he was one that lived by St. Francis's adage ... "Preach always, when necessary use words" yet, he did share his faith with all that asked, and tried to walk them through the "steps of salvation" as he learned it.

He joked that the proverb that he lived by was..........

Proverbs 25:24 (New International Version)
24 Better to live on a corner of the roof
than share a house with a quarrelsome wife.

but the truer version of his heart was this......

Romans 12:18 (New International Version)

" If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone."

The part of the Word that reminds me most about my Dad is Micah 6....... 2 parts specifically,----

Micah 6

1 "HEAR NOW what the Lord says: Arise, contend and plead your case before the mountains, and let the hills hear your voice."

and the other part..............................

8 "He has showed you, O man, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you but to do justly, and to love kindness and mercy, and to humble yourself and walk humbly with your God."

Thanks, Dad, for giving me a passion for HIS WORD... permission to live my life in a "contending way" with God and the knowledge that salvation is a gift, i could not earn, and thereby, cannot loose.

In Alabaster Love,

Sunday, June 07, 2009

IDF Developing Sabbath-Friendly Keyboard, Computer Screen - Defense/Middle East - Israel News - Israel National News

IDF Developing Sabbath-Friendly Keyboard, Computer Screen - Defense/Middle East - Israel News - Israel National News

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"The internal mechanics and electronics of the Sabbath mouse, which was developed by the Tzomet Institute for Halacha and Technology, employ the Talmudic concept of ‘grama,’ which allows an observant Jew to indirectly cause certain events to take place on Sabbath, without direct action on his part. The same concept makes it possible to re-adjust certain Sabbath timers during the Sabbath."


-----there is something chilling about that statement as a mindset!- like RESPONSIBILITY. That disturbs my spirit.....

Monday, May 25, 2009

Native American - Amazing Grace (in cherokee)

Ok... i'm posting this for Paul Pleasant .... thought it was cool.
Love you bro! so CooooooooooL you're pressing into the Spirit deeper! Muah... your "sis" Cat

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Meaning of Memorial Day

Thank you....... to all of those whom have served -
To those that have lost brothers and sisters - My heart is standing with you..... I am so sorry for your loss, I pray Holy Spirit as comforter wrap you in a blanket of grace. God is holding those whom you hold dear........ Eternally grateful,

Monday, May 18, 2009

Speaking in Tongues Medical Study proves Holy Spirit praying

Not too sure on the title of the You Tube video... but i love the fact they are doing a MRI study on it..... since i do speak in tongues.. i think it rocks. Thanks Haley... for posting it on Facebook....

Monday, May 11, 2009

Utopia Alanis Morissette

Ok.... i've posted before... but for my Birthday.... i kinda think this sums it up.......... might be my dream... might be my hearts cry.. might be my prayer for the church....... to get that real... and love ..... BECAUSE - not in spite of....... I Love Because.......... HE first Loved........... some call it Utopia ....... I call it a shimmer ... a glance behind the veil.......... some shadows.... but still a sense ...... flicker....... gaze thru glass darkly ........ to live ..... love.... embrace....... ............. hope not deferred. Hope Fiercely fought for....... and loving in the middle of the battle............ KNOWING LOVE NEVER FAILS!
Love ya all.............. on my Birthday.
xo deeply, Cathryn

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Blessed Resurrection Day...... leave the inhibitions of this Earthly plane and Inhabit HIM as He Inhabits US!

Cool version. Love the Landscape! Reminds me of Live in God- unrestrained, passionate.... unapologetically breaking traditions.
Shalom, and have a fully blessed Resurrection Day! Inhabit Incarnation.......... it Inhabits us.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

The Italian Man Who went to Malta.

Some things crack me up..... Greg Garrett showed me this a while back..... 'bout time i posted it.... Gotta love accent confusion!

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Freight Train in Austin.... Bruce Springsteen.

so last night was a wonder......... I just enjoyed it to the fullest........ Great seats, cool people next to us, chilled and intense all in the mix. BRUCE IS A FREIGHT TRAIN.......... no other words. Once he starts, there is no getting off that ride. He even did a magnificent version of YOUNGSTOWN.... usually play acoustic.... it was stunning.
Considering the economy- that song is a tribute to a lil town in OHIO... that went thru hell and back- "my sweet Jenny i'm sink'in down" is the name of the Blast Furnace at Youngstown Steelworks. To me ... even though the rest was amazing, the version of that...... is etched in my mind, or steel burned into my fibers.
When i'm 60, i still want to be able to rock that hard!

Sunday, April 05, 2009

THE BOSS - in Austin Tonight!

Some things are just in your geographic DNA.... and this would be one of those things! Growing up in NJ and having a grandmother that had a bungalow @ the Jersey Shore often meant sunburn and trouble. I grew up in Bloomfield, NJ- just 15 miles or so, from NYC. I never really counted the miles - just googled the information... but trying to get into Down Town Manhattan on a Friday night, 15 miles didn't matter, cuz with traffic it could take 2 hours and that was on a good night or leaving early enough, not to have it matter.

Having NYC as NJ's big brother of sorts, kept most chips off shoulders, however, that didn't quite happen with Bruce Springsteen - with all "brother's" there is rivalry and when Bruce entered any NYC bar or club to play, he usually blew the other contenders off the stage.

One of the first Albums i owned was "Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J." (which was ranked number 379 on Rolling Stone magazine's list of the "500 greatest albums of all time") Damn! i wish i had that now!
Some of us - still know about UPSTAGE @ Asbury Park and i think it sucks that it was torn down, but thankfully, Bruce stuck a lil memo on his Album in remembrance - Prophetic even then. (hence, the picture.)

However, seeing him at "what was formally known as" THE GARDEN STATE ART CENTER... was amazing, since when he played NJ it was special and you could tangibly feel his heart singing to "home".

So tonight i get to hear "The Boss" play in Austin! - I wanted to blog it, cuz to me it's special and a bit of my roots. My hubby rocked by getting tickets for my Valentine's Day gift! Yes, the boy knows my love language! (thanks dear, i don't know how i'm gonna top that one, but .... well see.... LOL MUAH!)

anyway, still love "Jersey Girl" due to the "down the shore" reference.... in Jersey, you didn't "go to the beach" you went "down the shore", no matter where you were in geographical position to it..... Go figure... - but here are the lyrics.... THIS JERSEY GIRL....... is gonna have some fun tonight!

JERSEY GIRL........................
I got no time for the corner boys
Down in the street making all that noise
Or the girls out on the avenue
`cause tonight i wanna be with you
Tonight i'm gonna take that ride
Across the river to the jersey side
Take my baby to the carnival
And i'll take her on all the rides

`cause down the shore everything's all right
You and your baby on a saturday night
You know all my dreams come true
When i'm walking down the street with you

Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la i'm in love with a jersey girl

You know she thrills me with all her charms
When i'm wrapped up in my baby's arms
My little girl gives me everything
I know that some day she'll wear my ring
So don't bother me man i ain't got no time
I'm on my way to see that girl of mine
`cause nothing matters in this whole wide world
When you're in love with a jersey girl

Sha la la la...

I see you on the street and you look so tired
I know that job you got leaves you so uninspired
When i come by to take you out to eat
You're lyin' all dressed up on the bed baby fast asleep
Go in the bathroom and put your makeup on
We're gonna take that little brat of yours and drop her off at your mom's
I know a place where the dancing's free
Now baby won't you come with me
`cause down the shore everything's all right
You and your baby on a saturday night
Nothing matters in this whole wide world
When you're in love with a jersey girl

Friday, April 03, 2009

Bible 21- first post, and lil nudge....

Ok ya all, here is a bit of the inside scoop..... and i'll post more details later...... but.........................
next weekend...... you know, Rez weekend..................
in the Czech Republic, ---------- the Bible will be read on national radio..... for like .......... ummmmmmmmmm
First Time! One of our dearest is Sasha Flek has worked 16 years on this project to get the literal Word out-
When i say Worked........ like in Translating ...... (bless him........ eeeeesh! what a task) - to get the Bible in Common Language Czech! That is the tid bits........ but here is a copy and paste - news post on it!..... yeah, i'll get the techno stuff on the link stuff later..... but here is the Juice!--------------- i'm sure those Google savvvvvvvvvy....... will find all the links and such....... but this is just tap tap tapping S.O.S version on it.... dot. dot. dash ......... dash. xo cat

Modern Czech translation of the Bible appears after 17 years of work

[02-04-2009 13:42 UTC] By Jan Richter
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A new translation of the Bible into modern-day Czech hit the bookshelves on Wednesday. The New Testament was actually published a decade ago, though only now have translators managed to complete the Old Testament. Alexandr Flek, the head of the team behind “The Bible – a 21st Century Translation”, explains why the new Czech translation of the Bible has been created.
Photo: CTK “We belong to a generation of people who were not raised in the Christian faith, and we are not very familiar with the language of the existing Bible translations that were quite archaic. The only available translations were the beautiful Bible Kralická, or the Bible of Kralice, from 1613, which is very much like the English King James Version – beautiful, very lusty language, very precise translation, but its language was of course very incomprehensible, as it was 400 years old. The only other alternative was the Czech ecumenical translation which came into existence in the 1970s. This translation is more understandable but for today’s people, it’s still difficult to understand, especially now, 20 years later, when for example my children had a very difficult time reading the children’s bible based on this translation. So this is why we started to work on a new translation 17 years ago.”
Alexandr Flek, photo: CTKThat’s quite some time. What are the major concerns when translating a text such as the Bible?
“The two concerns with every new Bible translation are accuracy and readability, or communicativeness. So we are of course building on the existing translations; we are especially inspired by the Bible of Kralice which is beautiful in its literary approach. At the same time, of course, there are quite a few changes, especially in the Old Testament where we drew on the latest findings in the field of Biblical studies.”
What kind of reactions have you had from the readers, and especially from the Catholic Church? Do they like the new translation?
“Well, we first published the New Testament in our translation ten years ago and it became quite popular. The proof of the pudding is in the eating, and there are about 100,000 copies of the New Testament in circulation, so the reception in fact exceeded our expectations. When it comes to the complete Bible, it was just published yesterday but we have already had some very positive reviews from a whole range of Czech churches and various universities and seminaries, including Catholic and Protestant. And we also got some warm responses from the Jewish Community in Prague as well.”

Thursday, April 02, 2009

John Crowder coming to Austin!

Ok ya all, hand over heart, this is something your not gonna want to miss! First off i read John's book "The New Mystics" about 3 years ago, and LOVED IT......... i'm a bit of a Mystic so, for me it blessed my socks off. so, yeah, - love the thick teaching on it... - but ........ even more than that, he's been doing a Drunk'in Glory Fest of sorts round the country....... and it's edgy..... YES- i'm not gonna make a apology about it....... but it's got some Gold on it tooooooo! I'm a drinker, in the natural and in the Spirit- so to me...... this makes sense, cuz ya can't just do life in God with just your head. Jesus was radical and His first Miracle was turning water into wine. Well, since we are like 70% water, brain chemicals, and such, ----- i'd like Jesus to turn me into Wine! So come on out...... if your in Austin on :
Thursday, April 23, 2009 @ 7:00pm
Friday, April 24, 2009 @ 10:00pm
Brushy Creek Church
10700 Anderson Mill Rd, Suite 150
Austin, TX

also, our house is open for crashing, resting, thinking and just being during it.
we live right around the corner from the church.
Blessings ya all!
xo cat

Thursday, March 26, 2009

The WTF Blanket (Snuggie Parody)

Ok... i'm way over due for a proper post... this new job really has me hammered. I'm grateful for the work, but sheesh. i don't think i was ever made for the Normal 8-5 M-F with an hour commute each way... but hey, ...... like i said, i'm trying to be thankful and i grumble my way to the coffee pot in the morning. but this had me cracking up... i know, i know, how little amuses me these days.... but i can't blog my patient treatment care, and TBH, some of that is hysterical! So enjoy....... I did.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Bruce Springsteen - Working On A Dream Official Video

So my hubby got us tickets for Valentine's Day to see The Boss .. here in Austin.... (yes, my hubby does know my Love language!)
I'm already getting excited and it's 2 weeks away..

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Holy Spirit Breakout: Week 3

on the time marker of about 2:30... that's Melissa Helser sharing what her little 2 year old was banging on the keys and yelling... awesome word..... oh, then afterwards, there is Jonathan... ( i soooooo love those guys) what's making me laugh is Steve Thompson.. (guy with the blond hair.. yelling Thank you.... ) Steve never looses it... he's pretty conservative most of the time.. so --- love it when he gets the juice..... - folks i know this Ministry, .. was there for years........... this is some goooooooooood juice!

Saturday, February 14, 2009

David Ford - The Queen And The Soldier [Live]

I've blogged on this early this month...... Susan Vega wrote it.... and i met her down on Bleaker in the 80's- i've loved her stuff and she is amazing... and a cool chick over far tooo many beers..... but..........
I really liked this version from the Male perspective... kinda takes the Authority to a new level...... You can read my commentary on it... with the original version if you scroll down..
But wanted to post this, cuz it's good.......... and real........ and it's nice to see it go to the next level.. in new generations and the like.

Emergent-sees....... put a condom on the convo!

Ok..... since there is a lot of hub bub.... or hubba bubba going on in some of the sexual issues in the Emergent Church... perhaps we should put a Condom on it! guess- "getting a grip" on things - wouldn't be a good way to phrase it.

robbin williams - bible miracles 1

OK.... here's some more.... sometimes ya gotta take the lighter side of things.... and then of course, this just might be my sick sense of humor coming out.. --------- this DOES make me laugh.

Jesus' Life via Robin Williams'

Ok... some might cringe.. - but for me... there is just toooooo much material here not to play ......... gotta love it. so TRY to enjoy...
I love Robin Williams - there are some places American Humor can go and get away with..... blessings.

Saturday, February 07, 2009

Transforming Theology wants YOUR voice!

Alright, who's got the greatest Cheesy Anointing... Tripp or Tony?
I think you guys need to give a prize to "the least of these"- first shall be last shin dig.
Not for Nothing guys, "you have an incredible opportunity to interact with 40 of the top theologians of the world" - you're making it sound like someone could win the Theological LOTTO! I know, i know... you're both pretty cheeky... and there is a grin on my face while i'm rolling my eyes! I like the aspect that you're keeping it somewhat light/lite! So let the games begin!

Just for me, ---my 20 cents (inflation you know)- Relationship in and with Jesus is not based on intellect- since perfect praise is on the lips of babes. Taking every thought captive, and threshing/fleshing it out IS important, because in relationship you want to Know deeper. I want to Epiganosgo God at the core.... of my heart/spirit, soul and ...... MIND.

Tripp and i have joked on many occasions (and thanks Tripp, for the kudos and your favorite "Cathryn" story on one of the "early" beginning of Homebrewed Christianity pod-cast.- you did make me chuckle! - i digress) But Trip and i have joked and in a good natured way,about some of the "heady" aspects of "Emergent"... I have a difficult time with the idea that "Theology" can transform the world.... i think that is rendered to one thing only and that is the Love of God. I don't think anything can be compared to that, and anything that rises up to a lofty place above that... will fall. When theology becomes the primary focus, then theology becomes idolatry.

That being said, i do have an appreciation in the contending, Israel means ... "one who contends with God" - and that is where i see theology playing out, and perhaps we need to wrestle with the Angle of the Lord on that, and perhaps, though i doubt it.... we won't come out limping.

My other thought on the matter of theology is that it is an ART form, it's not a science. I think of van Gogh's painting and the torment....the wrestling ... the need to "get it out" to paint what he saw, the interpretation of impressions encapsulates Theology in my eyes.......a form of God's Expressionism on the Earth...

The thing about Vincent van Gogh that really presses on my heart, is that the greatest encourager of his life was his brother Theo. (friend or gift of God)- perhaps we have to put the Theo back in the ology- the Friend and the Gift part of it all -

Keep painting on that huge Canvas guys... Keep making ART with words and fumbling with God's big Kinetic Rubik's cube. Love without Thinking. Cathryn

In the Deluge -

It's been a deluge of sorts - Government - Economy- National new in general.... plus Global shifting and grounds rumbling. (Israel) I'm sitting on my couch with my dogs playing and i'm avoiding the "hooooooovering" cuz it seems semi pointless- with Joy (our new puppy) dragging in leaves, sticks, stones, and other random objects on to my living room carpet. The last 2 days, Austin the winds been blowing pretty strong and there are already hints of spring wafting in on the Cedar pollen.

guess with spring cause Change- and there seems to be so much of it. ---

For me, i start a new job in a Rehabilitation unit at a local hospital here in Austin. I can look out the Rehab window and see the Capital building- which feels sorta prophetically significant. From an honest heart space, i haven't done a 8-5 mon-friday schedule in a LONNNNNNNNNNNNG time- and i'm not really good at it. So if you're nudged reading this blog today, fire up a prayer for my ability to actually go to sleep early enough to get up early enough. I usually, don't sleep till 2 or 3 AM- my body/mind/spirit cycle is a night owls in a early bird gets the worm system- so i'm a bit hesitant in all of it, but i guess Abba's up to something... just so up His Celestial sleeve... than i can't see right now.

guess the Blogosphere is all a buzzing and twitter is a tweeting- thoughts, ideas, some bickering and some on their specific rant. I've got some thoughts on things sent to me- and i'm pondering some tweets... but i think i just really want to get doused by a Waterfall of Glory and get some heavenly perspective on it.. some Holy Spirit wisdom and perhaps loose some of my reactionary flesh.. before engaging. So if i'm quiet, for a bit, i'm tapping into the frequency of Heaven, soaking and setting my heart on things above for some time.
--------------- oh, yes, that's me breaking the barrier rules at a park in the Mountains of NC... i just wanted to get under the waterfall... however the picture doesn't show it.. but it was a long way down and i was VERY close to the edge...... enough so that my dear friend Rebecca was crapping a small brick and cringing.

Blessings ya all! cathryn

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Part 2-Phyllis Tickle and Peter Rollins discuss Emergence Christianity

I do so love this part... Pete's got a handle on some cool parts on Traumatic events. - and Phyllis is just brill.......
blessings ya all..........

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Songs of Water

Since Mark Berry sent some shout outs.. i thought i'd share a bit of Songs of Water... they are dear ones... and they are amazing!

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Late Show - Farewell to

Ok... Doug Pagitt posted it.. and it's too good not to post...
i think he's gotten a bit of the brunt on things.. but there was a few cherished bloopers....... that needs the reminder....
toooooooo funny

Friday, January 23, 2009

With All of Your Soul: One Soldier's Unforgettable Story

With everything going on in Israel.... and the biased propaganda spewed from the media..... this causes my heart to weep... oh Israel.. Beloved of God...... i stand with you in Spirit. Can't wait to go back to that land......

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Puppy Luv!

SOOOOOO here is some seriously PUPPY LOVE.... yes i'm head over heels with a girl with salt and pepper hair and blue eyes....who likes to snuggle at my boobs. She's quite a little personality... and when Derek and Amy saw her - they too agreed that she is more than ridiculously adorable. However, i haven't had much sleep, since she has been sleeping ON me... and likes to wake me up either by biting my boob or thinking that a tug of war with my hair is a smart way to facilitate my alertness. However we are introducing her to a crate to limit the amount of small brown land mines that mysteriously appear on the rug.
OH, her name is JOY..... named for a prophetic utterance......... "come Joy... Come Joy"
She and my other dog Selah are getting along, however Selah is wondering when will the nipping stop! (i agree with Selah there!)
blessings ya all.