Since I blogged about this Psalm before, and rewrote it into an Italian Sonnet (largely for my own edification, though I couldn’t resist sharing), I thought I’d call attention to my previous post now that it’s the lectionary Psalm for this coming Sunday.
She wasn’t comfortable with this visit, but it was her duty. He had lost his son just three weeks earlier and she had conducted the funeral. The death had been sudden, tragic. The man had lost his wife only three years earlier, and his son was his life. At the funeral he had been devastated….
I’m going to be trying bloglines, to see if it will help me get more of the material I flag for posting actually posted!
… at Dr. Platypus.
I always like finding fiction on the internet where I don’t expect it. Check out this short-short, Armageddon Hour. (From the Moderate Christian Blogroll.
In an interesting combination of technology and entertainment, comic publishers may soon be delivering their product to cell phones, according to this MSNBC story.
… at Fish and Cans. At least I think it’s 311.
