Friday, April 22, 2011

Forgive Them for They Know Not What They Do


Blinded and Ridiculous, from the series, Ponder Food as Love


The transition from all-embracing life-giver at birthing to irrelevant, hovering thwarter of teenager freedom is startling....and the nurturer is always the last to know.


A General Confession *

ALMIGHTY and most merciful Child,

I have erred and strayed from your ways like a lost sheep,

I have followed too much the devices and desires of my own heart and brain,

I have offended against your sacred laws,

I have left undone those things which I ought to have done,

And I have done those things which I ought not to have done,

And there is no health in me, hope for me or cleanliness in me:

But you, O child, have mercy upon me, a miserable offender;

Spare me, O child, who confess my faults,

Restore me cuz I'm penitent,

According to your personal philosophy of "...it's all good."

And grant, O most merciful child,

That I may hereafter live a never-nagging life,

To the glory of your holy existence. Amen.


* taken, with alterations, from the Anglican Liturgy and DJL


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