On Friday, November 20, 2020 at 9:31:24 AM UTC-6, gareth evans wrote:
On 20/11/2020 14:59, T i m wrote:
On Fri, 20 Nov 2020 14:26:18 +0000, gareth evans
wrote:

Whenever I have wanted something, usually from Amazon on the
Prime next-day delivery facility, I've gone ahead and ordered it.

Cool isn't it. When stepdaughter was in the hospice with terminal
cancer we had some stuff primed to her that arrived the same day.

Now, my wife is in a tizzy because she cannot find anything to
put in my Christmas stocking.

Are you both 'religious' then OOI?
Religion is the world of make-believe and IMHO anyone who
immerses themselves in make-belief is a certifiable loony.

But where the rest of us have historically been oppressed
into Christianity they can hardly complain when we retain
their name for the Saturnalia!

Most hypocritical is the organisation of Christianity where
there is widespread disobedience of the ruling not to
have any graven images; witness the world-wide
hand-wringing that followed the fire at the cathedral
of Notre-Dame, or the Roman Catholics with their
statues of the "Virgin".

/BEE IN THE BONNET

religion notwithstanding, the statues are works of art, a regrettable loss

My sister had a very bad ceramic statue of Saint Theresa she made in seventh grade.

When we were moving, I had to throw things away, and had the hardest time disposing of the statue, some kind of bad luck taboo in my head and also, i thought it was a cute little memory she might want to keep

My sister encouraged me to nonetheless throw it away.

I told her, If you want to throw her away you have to do it yourself

she never did, so I made a little grotto for her in the yard together with a few other weird things, a curved crystal horn shaped vase about two feet long, top of a flag pole, etc

I hope the guy who moved in is enjoying my grotto

mk5000

I felt that I knew Christ personally through him. He always spoke of Him as his dearest friend, and he always lived in perfect, loving allegiance to God in Him. Now I know him as I know Christ, €” as a spirit only, and his sudden withdrawal is only an ascension to Him, in the immortal life. Shut into my sick-room, I have seen none of the gloom of the burial; I know him alive, with Christ, from the dead, forevermore. Where he is, life must be. He lived only in realities here, and he is entering into the heart of them now. --
Lucy Larcom, in her Diary (20 February 1893), published in Lucy Larcom : Life, Letters, and Diary (1895) edited by Daniel Dulany Addison, Ch. 12 : Last Years.