Today's Friday Five:
Below you will find five words. Tell us the first thing you think of on reading each one. Your response might be simply another word, or it might be a sentence, a poem or a story.
For a few seconds I thought about cheating on this one, doing some thinking and coming up with some deep, meaningful association between this word, the vine, the branches, my life and my faith.
But no, I will stick to the directions.
First thing I think of whenever I see or hear the word "vineyard" is the portion of the liturgy from LBW Setting 2, as the offering and elements are being brought forward (and it's always the Setting 2 version I hear in my head): "Let the vineyards...be FRUIT-FUL-LORD...and fill tothebrim our cup of BLESS-ING..." etc.
Root canal. No reason in particular--it's just the first thing I thought of.
Right now, my thoughts and my prayers are with the trapped miners and those trying to rescue them in Utah. Especially the families of the three rescuers who were killed last night in a cave-in while trying to search.
Sweetie. She's persevering big time right now. Every night, she goes to bed knowing that when she wakes up she's going to feel extremely nauseated. Every morning at 4:45 she forces herself to eat something and takes a Zofran for the nausea. Then at 5:30 she has a little something else. Then she gets in the shower and gets ready for work, most often still fighting some nausea. She spends all day listening to other pregnant women complain (she's an RN at an OB-GYN office), comes home, rests, and gets ready to do it all over again.
She's so ready for this part of her pregnancy to be done. But in the meantime she perseveres.
"A house divided against itself cannot stand." --Abraham Lincoln
True for nations, true for churches, true for congregations, true for families. Where does one draw the line between dispute and division? Not so sure I can define it, but I know it when I see it.