A video clip from Christmas Eve on Grafton Street in Dublin 2012
Bono's last song at the busk
Posted by Maggie Parker on Monday, December 24, 2012
Monday, December 24, 2012
Greatest night of my life thus far
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
"I Am Not That Good" Seminary intro-assignment poem
I Am Not That Good
A piece of my "Introduce Yourself" project for orientation. What sort of writing is it? I don't really know... The title being 'I Am Not That Good"
I am not that good,
I'm a child of God.
And often I would rather not be.
I am sanctified through the profane,
Psalms of Discontent mark the road of my persistent faith
AND
In such a way,
I. Am. Biblical.
Though THAT word makes me cringe.
"Praise Cheesus!"
My "carefree" youth always found a man's observation of grief more compelling than his 'Narnia'
I am one to pray moving forward on my feet,
Arms open and hands working
But then, far be it from me to suggest We speak these days
It's been a long time since I felt I had anything to say
And so to my God who will not be defined:
Allow me a failed attempt to define myself
I.Am.Not.That.Good
But I sure as hell put a fair effort into trying.
Albeit with a more than fair effort into not,
I have disappointed you more times than I can count,
But even you have shouted to yourself, feeling forsaken.
I am, as you have made me,
Full of imperfection, faults, weaknesses, dark ugly corners.
And...
Beauty, confidence, gifts, strengths
And, brief, flashes of brilliant light.
I am my father's daughter,
the annoyance of my brothers,
object of my mother's pride
and her frustration.
Even though I would rather not be
I'm a child of God
and it is probably for that reason, not in spite of it, that
I.AM.NOT.THAT.GOOD
I am not that good,
I'm a child of God.
And often I would rather not be.
I am sanctified through the profane,
Psalms of Discontent mark the road of my persistent faith
AND
In such a way,
I. Am. Biblical.
Though THAT word makes me cringe.
"Praise Cheesus!"
My "carefree" youth always found a man's observation of grief more compelling than his 'Narnia'
I am one to pray moving forward on my feet,
Arms open and hands working
But then, far be it from me to suggest We speak these days
It's been a long time since I felt I had anything to say
And so to my God who will not be defined:
Allow me a failed attempt to define myself
I.Am.Not.That.Good
But I sure as hell put a fair effort into trying.
Albeit with a more than fair effort into not,
I have disappointed you more times than I can count,
But even you have shouted to yourself, feeling forsaken.
I am, as you have made me,
Full of imperfection, faults, weaknesses, dark ugly corners.
And...
Beauty, confidence, gifts, strengths
And, brief, flashes of brilliant light.
I am my father's daughter,
the annoyance of my brothers,
object of my mother's pride
and her frustration.
Even though I would rather not be
I'm a child of God
and it is probably for that reason, not in spite of it, that
I.AM.NOT.THAT.GOOD
Thursday, August 16, 2012
End of an Era
The Beast, a 1994 Baby Blue Chevy Suburban, was in my family for nearly 20 years. Being on her last legs and costing nearly more than she was worth to repair I donated her to Habitat for Humanity in exchange for the tax deduction. Here she is being hauled away.
Final departure of "The Beast"
"The Beast" getting hauled away. Video montage to "Bye, Bye, Baby" will follow.
Posted by Maggie Parker on Thursday, August 16, 2012
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