Cheap entertainment.

Lark News: Read if you dare.

What can I say? It made me laugh.

(Thanks Matthew.)

Grace and peace.

I hope all of our American friends had a blessed Thanksgiving. Ours was wonderful, spent with the Leonards, Elise's dad's siblings and relations. And to all, American and Canadian and otherwise, I wish a joy-filled Christmas season. On the day of (or very near it), I will be glad to say "Christ is born: glorify Him!"

Ritual.

Coffee for Elise and I is a ritual. I prepare it carefully and with precision to produce the finest americanos known to man. We enjoy our coffee, mine with cream, Elise's with cream and sugar, sometimes with chocolate or something else sweet and rich, at least once a day.

Coffee is a ritual for many still. We all have various rituals, usually without even realizing it. This doesn't make us a ritualistic people automatically. Ritualism results when the rituals themselves are truth or an end, as opposed to a means to discover or experience truth. We worship, live, be with actions and motions: to worship the movements themselves becomes idolatry.

This has all become a reality in my mind only since becoming an Orthodox Christian. Praise God for showing me the light.

What you all must know.

For those who are still confused: All of my blog postings are still here, but you must click on the various months (sidebar to right, scroll down) to see most of them because the homepage contains only ten of the most recent.

All for now.

"Earth's the right place for love:"

"I don't know where it's likely to go better."

Robert Frost, from "Birches."