Church honors veterans’ “quiet” service
St. John in the Wilderness Episcopal Church in White Bear Lake, decided the church’s cemetery needed a monument recognizing veterans — dead and alive — while the living are here to appreciate it.
St. John in the Wilderness Episcopal Church in White Bear Lake, decided the church’s cemetery needed a monument recognizing veterans — dead and alive — while the living are here to appreciate it.
It’s Mahatma Gandhi’s 140th birthday on Oct. 2, and his spirit of nonviolence lives on around the world, including in Muslim societies.
“We’re all praying over these beads while we’re making them, it’s a special feeling to know these beads, the next time they’re really held, will be by a service person and that it might help them through something.”
There are a number of posts remembering the events of Sept. 11th appearing around the web today – and many of them are found on websites of the Episcopal Church blogscape.
We’d just arrived in the Basque country for a visit with my daughter when an ETA car bomb killed Eduardo Puelles Garcia, a Spanish police anti-terrorism investigator in Bilbao. Patxi Lopez, newly elected president of Spain’s Basque autonomous region called for a peace witness, and my daughter and her partner asked if we wanted to join them in the march.
“People are thinking that Islam is an issue in Africa and Asia, but you in the West are sitting on explosives.” What people in the West don’t understand, he said, “is that what Islam failed to accomplish by the sword in the eighth century, it’s trying to do by immigration so that Muslims become citizens and demand their rights.”
Stained-glass figures of war heroes – from Richard the Lion-Hearted to Nathan Hale – look down on Linda Strating as she addresses her tour group on its last stop, the War Memorial Chapel of Washington National Cathedral.
“I want to call on the Church to keep this diocese and the Honduran people highly in prayers. I really don’t know what the future will bring. The Honduran delegation is ready to participate with you all at General Convention. However, if the course of actions does not improve in the next few days, I may have to reconsider.”
I for one do not assume that Moussavi will live up to the high hopes many have for him. Of course, he may not live at all. But, even if he does live, he may well disappoint. Perhaps Moussavi will not turn out to be the leader the Iranians in the streets long for him to be—at least not in every respect. At the same time, the first person testimony of the protestors who have taken to the streets is undeniable.
In my family, guns were a way of life. We killed our own meat—usually wild goats and pigs. And, we all knew, that if you shot something you had to eat it—guns were to be used to get food. So, pigeons, goats and pigs graced our table and we all knew better than to point guns at something that we wouldn’t want to eat for dinner.