What happened this week ? Looking back.
Morning Doe
Last Sunday, as I was going to UPPC for worship, I found
myself right in front of a doe, or so it seemed. I had just exited the highway.
She was walking on the curb, coming from nearby woods I suppose. She crossed
the road behind me.
Sometimes, I find myself crossing path with a coyote or a deer, a reminder that so many neighborhoods have been built recently on woods
where they would roam.
Those encounters are always a surprise to me, and now
that I know a little bit about the Native American perspective, I see and enjoy
them as a smile from the world unknown.
Bad Blood is not
French – or is it?
That Sunday, after the first worship, there was a blood
drive in the gym. I always volunteer for those. I like the connection it
creates between two persons who will never meet, one receiving the blood she
needs from the other. And I am Group O, universal giver, which is not as
frequent here as it is in France.
So I went and talked to the nurse who was welcoming people.
Alas, the process stopped here for me. I am French. I lived in France in the 80
and 90’s; that was when the mad cow disease broke out. There is no way to
detect if I was contaminated and could develop the Creutzfeldt-Jacob disease
one day. So the nurse declined my offer. She was sorry and was wondering how to
soften the rejection. She had a hesitant smile.
“Do you want a cookie?”
Indian Tacos
Opportunity
Every quarter, the Church of the Indian Fellowship organizes
a fry bread sale. Fry bread is a comforting Native specialty. The piece of fry
bread can be used as a tortilla, a foundation to layer refried beans, ground
meat, shredded lettuce, tomatoes and cheese. It is then called Indian Tacos.
On Friday, we had a big crowd. I was delighted and grateful
to see friends from UPPC join the connoisseurs!
The next day, the sale continued. I made a buffalo stew that
can be eaten with a piece of fry bread. It slow cooked over night in a sauce of
tomato paste, soja sauce, Cherry vinegar and Worcestershire sauce, with
homemade beef stock.
Good bye , Mark
Since December, UPPC has been focusing on the Gospel of
Mark. The sermons have followed the flow of the Gospel, we had classes on
Wednesday night to go deeper. Each week, I would write a few paragraphs on the
chapter we would get to, followed by questions for study. It was hard work… and that also became a joy to do it when I
would feel I grasped a new angle or perspective and it would become this text
included in the bulletin.
But the journey is about to conclude. The series will end
with Easter Sunday. Relieved and a bit sad, I just wrote my last text on the 16th
chapter. Mark, in the earliest manuscripts, concludes with the women
overwhelmed after meeting with the angel of the resurrection. An ending that is
also a new start in the sun rising light.
We are entering the Holy Week… To be followed…
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