Compassion
 
 
When they had crossed over, they came to land at Gennesaret and moored the boat. When they got out of the boat, people at once recognized him, and rushed about that whole region and began to bring the sick on mats to wherever they heard he was. And wherever he went, into villages or cities or farms, they laid the sick in the marketplaces, and begged him that they might touch even the fringe of his cloak; and all who touched it were healed.
Mark 6:30-34, 53-56

The Sick Awaiting the Passage of Jesus (Les malades attendant le passage de Jésus)
TISSOT, James
France, 1886-1894
Opaque watercolor over graphite on gray wove paper
Brooklyn Museum, New York
http://www.brooklynmuseum.org/opencollection/objects/4501/The_Sick_Awaiting_the_Passage_of_Jesus_(Les_malades_attendant_le_passage_de_Jésus)#
 
 
 
Compassion is the capacity
for feeling what it is like
to live inside somebody else’s skin.
                                                     ~ Frederick Buechner
 
 
 
The major block to compassion
is the judgment in our minds.
Judgment is the mind's
primary tool of separation.
                                                     ~ Diane Berke
 

 
 
 
Lady Bug, Lady Bug, fly away home!
After breakfast on Wednesday, I followed Pat and Warren up above Genesee
where the buffalo roam and we found tens of thousands of lady bugs!!!
They were all over this tree and the surrounding rocks and shrubs.
 
 
 
We looked up and there were still more higher in the tree!
 
 
 
When I walked away, I discovered that I had more than
a hundred all over my feet and legs!  I gently shooshed them off,
but a few still managed to come home with me.
 
As I was reading a book on my patio that evening, I heard the skirling of
bagpipes and looked up to see a lone piper marching down the middle of the
fairway to the clubhouse.  What a delight!
 
Dee, Pam, Karel, Cathy, Peggy, Jane
 
Karel had a going away picnic dinner for Cathy.  Of course, she's only moving
to Broomfield, but we probably won't see her often.  We were entertained
by a fox and her kits running about in the grasses.  When I drove off in the
dark, the black kit with a white-tipped tail streaked across the beam of my headlights.
 
 
Saturday was the annual Bluegrass Jam at the Haney's.
Jim showed me the fiddles he is in the process of making and Homer,
on the right, showed me one of the two he had made this year.
Fascinating!
 
I was a shuttle driver for Summerfest this year.  As they closed up at five,
several of us shuttled the vendors back to where they had left their cars.
Interesting stories!
 
 
 
 
If you step on people in this life,
you're going to come back as a cockroach. 
                                                     ~ Willie Davis
 
 
 
 
 
July 19, 2009    Sixteenth Sunday in Ordinary Time
 
Previous OPQs may be found at:       
     http://www.dotjack.com/opq.htm
 
 
Agnus Day, by James Wetzstein
Agnus Day appears with the permission of www.agnusday.org
 
 
 
2 Samuel 7:1-14a
Psalm 89:20-37
Ephesians 2:11-22
Mark 6:30-34, 53-56