Friday, November 26, 2010

Pilgrimage home

I didnt think i would be back in my adopted home for another U2 show in four years or that I would blog on an iPad. It's amazing how much I feel at home in the city, must be a townie after all. Now if the U2 boys could make it a four year tradition that would be perfect.

Stops on this pilgrim's journey so far have been
Onehunga Mall cafe
The hard to find book shop
HJ and RJs new home just off Campbell rd where we lived and had our wedding reception
Mt Smart with the Edge, Bono, Adam and Larry, HJ and RJ, and Alice and Marcus only two rows away without any planning

Today is getting to Dress Mart in Onehunga
oh yeah I didn't make it yesterday as my dear hubby booked me a firm seat with fly buy points all paid for, no staff standby. Neither of us noticed it was for 9.30 pm until I got to the gate. I made it on the 11am flight by no small miracle. Just a tad stressed with 3 U2 tickets in my bag.

So I think breakfast is called for at a cafe or shall I save my budget for shopping.

today will also see me back in Shortland St, no not the sitcom the one just off Queen st where I started my legal career. taking the camera so the story will continue ....

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Lament for the Coast

Jesus wept,

            and in his weeping,
                  he joined himself forever
                  to those who mourn.
He stands now throughout all time,
            this Jesus weeping,
                  with his arms about the weeping ones:
      “Blessed are those who mourn,
            for they shall be comforted.”
      He stands with the mourners,
            for his name is God-with –us.

      Jesus wept.

      “Blessed are those who weep, for they shall be comforted.” 
Some-day. Someday God will wipe the tears from Rachel’s eyes.

      In the godforsaken, obscene quicksand of life,
      there is a deafening alleluia
      rising from the souls
      of those who weep,
      If you watch, you will see
      the hand of God
      putting the stars back in their skies
      one by one.
                                                                          ANN WEEMS

Monday, November 22, 2010

Standing together - North Canty - Styx - Greymouth - Te Puke

Kaiapoi Baptist had a prayer service on Sunday and these are my notes for the community corner - keep on praying ...


Community prayer - ideas

Spiritual Awakening

Patience, Strength & Hope for those with damaged homes

Protection against family violence and crime

Support for those who live alone

Willingness to ask for help

Couples to communicate

Parents to be a good team and wisdom for stressed kids

Fathers/Men to be leaders & protectors in their families

Mothers/women to balance nurture and self care

Hope -Recovery from & protection against despair and discouragement

Post Earthquake-what would God have us do in our communities?

Support for family, friends and churches in Greymouth

Standing together with Te Puke Baptist and their communities 

Friday, November 05, 2010

Guy Fawkes Rant

Its time for animals to hide and fire men to be on alert again; although as I publish this it’s pouring with rain outside so maybe it will be tomorrow night.   We did get a box of sparklers this year as Beky is finally old enough to be responsible with them – I hope.  I was saddened though to see the Warehouse (never a fav of mine!!) with the large boxes labeled “reload”. If that doesn’t imply “let’s use these as a weapon” what does. I am off to the advertising standards after this!!

I remember fondly my mum helping organise our local guy fawkes nights back in the village of Lauriston.  We sold home made chips and candy floss and raised lots of money for the play centre.  We had a bomb fire and a guy competition and I learned some first political lessons about why we would burn big scarecrows (for a history of Guy Fawkes go here). All those gum boots going up in smoke was ok in rural NZ.  The night always finished with the local men on a trailer doing the fire works.  Unfortunately it came to an end after one night a tin of sand fell over and a fire work headed into the crowd and just missed the son of the man who had lit it.  It was just too dangerous. 

I still prefer organized events with profession Pyrotechnics and its great fun to watch from our beach location.  Last year I learnt of another festival that celebrates a pacifist Maori story and (with my hat always off to Mr Taylor) I thought how much I would prefer to celebrate Parihaka over a tradition that came from the "Mother Land".  Parihaka commemorates the peaceful resistance by a village in Taranaki who were all imprisoned on 5 Nov 1881 for refusing to leave their land.  Peaceful resistance is a good thing to celebrate and it coincides so well with the explosions that will ring around our communities tonight. Is there something that you could resist in a peaceful way this year … I am going to think about that as we light our sparklers.