APRIL - 2014

HUMOR

I know that sometimes British people say, “He went to hospital” instead of “He went to the hospital.” I am jarred a bit by the lack of the definite article “the.” And in the United States I sometimes hear the phrase, “I graduated high school” rather than “I graduated from high school.” Now since one definition of “graduate” is “to divide into grades or intervals” or to “mark with degrees of measurement” as in a thermometer, I am inclined to respond to the high school graduate: “Oh, how many sections did you divide your high school into?” I suppose that a clever student would respond, “Why, Mr. Linquist, surely you know that high school is divided into four grades.” But I do not look for problems in my life so I will not pursue this matter any further. (RL)

Once my computer beat me at chess but it was not a match for me at kickboxing.

I’m not in denial; I’m just selective about the realities I accept.

I can win any argument on any topic against any opponent. People know this and stay away from me at parties. In fact, often, as a sign of their great respect, they don’t even invite me.

IDEAS

Greed never has an end.

Control lust, temper the tongue, and bridle the belly.

Be the first to reach out with understanding and love.

AN INTERESTING IDEA from Alfie

What if you started a recipe sharing segment in your magazine? I shall start with one of my own to use if you like the idea.

Tutu’s Shrimp Scampi:

First of all, you need to know that “Tutu” is Hawaiian for “Grandmother.” More precisely, Tutu-wahine is grandmother. My current mother-in-law is Kateryn Kiley, who is about as far from Hawaiian as you can get, as she is mostly Irish. She spent some considerable time in Hawaii however during the Second World War to be near her then new husband and hence the moniker from her future grand-children. (When Tutu was especially appreciated by her grandchildren, they would at times call her Three-three!)

Ingredients:

Add oil into large skillet. Heat to medium-high heat, but not smoking. Add all ingredients EXCEPT the shrimp and toss around in the pan with a spatula for about 3 minutes until the onions begin to turn transparent. Now add the shrimp and reduce heat. Keep tossing the food with a spatula. Watch for the shrimp to turn from “transparent” (you may have to put a lid on the pan for a very few minutes.) to “opaque,” then it is done. This takes only a few minutes!! Serve over noodles. May you enjoy this as much as Tutu does!

EDITORIAL OPINION

A Renaissance man is a man who has a wide range of interests and is an expert in several areas. He is a man of universal learning. Surely Swedenborg was in this category. So also was Thomas Jefferson who spoke five languages and was deeply interested in science, invention, architecture, religion and philosophy. And I must not forget Benjamin Franklin. (Usually this title is reserved for such men but should include also women as in “Renaissance women.”)

Now, I wonder if I ever knew such men. Yes, I can think of two. First, I remember Ken Rose, who was highly knowledgeable in religion, mathematics, astronomy, the art and science of teaching in elementary and high school, the New Testament Greek language, literature, computers, homeopathy and probably other areas. His memory of the details involved with these subjects was astonishing to me. Also I think of Raymond Pitcairn. He was skilled and knowledgeable in religious doctrine, law, business, politics, Abraham Lincoln’s life and art which included architecture and music. Just look at the Bryn Athyn Cathedral and Glencairn and surely you will conclude that an extremely knowledgeable man guided their creation. Read what Rev. W. Cairns Henderson wrote of him in New Church Life: “Despite the variety and depth of his interests he was, in the original and best sense of the term, a simple man, humble in his attitude to the truth, modest in his bearing before men.”

Perhaps other people I have known may be called Renaissance men but none readily come to mind as being worthy of that title.

VARIOUS ITEMS

1. On Monday February 3rd there was about 8 inches of heavy snow on the ground. It was just right for building an igloo and so the local children, home from school, built one. It was about 7 feet tall and 5 feet wide. It had several blocks of snow for the roof, which supported Brennan who weights about a hundred pounds. Well done, guys!

2. The next day, two ladies, Jeanne White and Hilary Glenn, spent over an hour removing frozen snow from the intersection of Woodward Dr. and Buck Road. It was a slippery hazard and these ladies did something about it. I guess that I am not really surprised, since many or most or all women have instincts for making sure that problems are solved.

3. Today, February 5th, the world outside is frozen with many trees and tree branches bent down from the weight of heavy ice. I am thinking of going outside and trimming the tops of several evergreen bushes whose tops are now about 5 feet from the ground. Finally I can reach those normally too-high-to-reach limbs.

4. Today, February 12th, I went to a Home Depot. Upon entering the store I contacted the man who greets and guides customers to what they wish to purchase. He is confined to a wheelchair and appears to be a military veteran. His knowledge of items in this huge store is truly amazing. Anyway I asked him where the flashlights were. He said, “Follow me.” He sped off in his wheelchair and I called out to him to slow down. He said that when his son was training to go into the Marine Corp he could out “run” him in his wheelchair. I asked, “Were you a Marine?” “I am a Marine,” he responded. I commented, “Once a Marine, always a Marine.” We shared smile of deep understanding, I thought, as I looked into his proud, mature eyes.

POETRY

I have hoped, I have planned, I have striven – To the will I have added the deed – The best that was in me I’ve given – I have prayed, but the gods would not heed.

I have dared and reached only disaster – I have battled and broken my lance – I am bruised by a pitiless master – That the weak and the timid call chance.

I am old, I am bent, I am cheated – Of all that Youth urged me to win – But name me not with the defeated – Tomorrow again, I will begin - Samuel Ellsworth Kiser born in Shippensville, Pa in 1862

That I may not in blindness grope – But that I may with vision clear – Know when to speak a word of hope – Or add a little wholesome cheer.

That tempered winds may softly blow – Where little children thinly clad – Sit dreaming, when the flame is low – Of comforts they never had.

That through the year which lies ahead – No heart shall ache, no cheek be wet – For any word that I have said – Or profit I have tried to get. - Ibid

It’s easy to die ‘mid the world’s applause – For a noble deed, with trumpets blaring! – It’s the harder part to fight for a cause – And inwardly bleed with no one caring! – It’ easy, perhaps, to die for a dream – With banners unfurled – and be forgiving! – It’s the harder part to follow the gleam – When scorned by the world – and go on living! - Myra Brooks Welch, mid-twentieth century

MORE VARIOUS ITEMS

1. On Friday, February 14th, I watched the 6:30 p.m. news broadcast from Sochi, Russia. Brian Williams spoke of a huge traffic jam on the Pennsylvania Turnpike. And indeed there on TV, on the scene, was a reporter speaking of the entanglement of 75-100 cars and trucks with about 30 people having been taken to local hospitals. She was standing on a bridge, in front of a wire fence on Buck Road. I drive by there frequently and actually did earlier that day and saw the traffic problems. Too bad that I did not think of attaching a small sign on that fence with the word, SWEDENBORG, for many millions of people to see.

2. On Saturday, February 15th, I went for a walk in my neighborhood and slipped on some black ice. My head hit the ground as I fell onto my back and my glasses and hat landed about five feet from me. I turned onto my stomach and crawled toward my hat. But when a vehicle drove slowly by me and just kept going, I felt that that ice was warmer than the obvious cold unconcern for my welfare. I think that that hurt more than the bruises I sustained. Yet I believe that almost 100% of my neighbors would be Good Samaritans when needed.

3. Here are a few thoughts: First from Herbert Trench (1865-1923): “Come, let us make love deathless, thou and I – Seeing that our footing on earth is brief….” And from Alice Duer Miller (1874-1942): “Young and in love – how magical the phrase! – How magical the fact! Who has not yearned – Over young lovers when to their amaze[ment] – They fall in love, and find their love returned – And the lights brighten, and their eyes are clear – To see God’s image in their common clay. – Is it the music of the spheres they hear? Is it the prelude to that noble play – The drama of Joined Lives!”

SWEDENBORG

Hence it is manifest why the Lord came into the world, and put on the human state itself with its infirmity; for thus He could be tempted as to the human, and by means of the temptations subjugate the hells, and reduce each and all things to obedience and into order, and save the human race which had removed itself so far away from the supreme Divine. - Arcana Coelestia 2795

Peter represented faith itself, James charity, and John the goods of charity…. - PREFACE (TO PART III) Between numbers AC 2759 and 2760

QUOTAIONS

“Four things in any land must dwell – If it endures and prospers well: - One is manhood true and good – One is noble womanhood – One is child life, clean and bright – And one is an altar kept alight.” - Nancy B. Turne

“Our humanity were a poor thing were it not for the divinity that stirs within us.” - Francis Bacon

TWO TRAILS “In the hills of life there are two trails. One lies along the higher, sunlit fields – where those who travel see afar, and the light lingers long after the sun is down. And one lies along the lower ground – where those who journey look over their shoulders with eyes of dread, and gloomy shadows gather long before the day is done.” - Harold Bell Wright

MORE POETRY

Here are 3 out of 32 verses, about a youth who died. The poem, ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD, was written by Thomas Gray, 1716-1771. He started to write it in 1742 and finished it in 1750.

Haply some hoary-headed swain may say – “Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn – Brushing with hasty steps the dews away – To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.

“There at the foot of yonder nodding beech – That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high – His listless length at noontide would he stretch – And pore upon the brook that babbles by.

“Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn – Muttering his wayward fancies he would rove – Now drooping, woeful, wan, like one forlorn – Or crazed with care, or crossed in hopeless love….

Below is ONWARD AND UPWARD by John Charles Earle, 1824-1903

I pass the vale. I breast the steep. – I bear the cross: the cross bears me. – Light leads me on to light. I weep – For joy at what I hope to see.

When, scaled at last the arduous height – For every painful step I trod – I traverse world on worlds of light – And pierce some deeper depth of God.

Below is a poem from Chiyo, a Japanese composer of Haiku, who lived from 1703 to 1775:

After a long winter, giving – each other nothing, we collide – with blossoms in our hands.

EDITORIAL OPINION

I wonder why some men in the New Church want to become ministers. I suppose that a soul-felt idealism is the major factor which involves a desire to help the Lord save mankind. This requires the learning and teaching of spiritual truths which can lead people to the good of life. Surely that is a wonderful use to serve. And I can understand why some women also want to serve this noble cause.

In Married Love number 63 it states that “…the church is formed by the Lord in the man, and through the man in his wife.” So why can’t I, in my acknowledged ignorance, suggest that the Lord also uses the masculine mind as His chosen means of forming His New Church among all of humanity? If women wish to serve this use, perhaps they are interfering with the Lord’s way of establishing His Church. Consider thinking about this question, ladies, even if a few of you view it as a very remote possibility. I know that it is important to have holy fear, for men and for women. “But holy fear is not so much the fear of hell and of damnation, as it is of doing or thinking anything against the Lord and against the neighbor, and thus anything against the good of love and the truth of faith.” AC 2826

Why do some women believe that they could and should be New Church ministers? Perhaps they could, but should they? Serious introspection is required by them to find an answer about their real motivations. And holy fear should guide them in their study of the Word lest they enter into a use that the Lord intends for the masculine mind only to serve.

I wonder if the General Church would consider establishing a section of the priesthood, perhaps as co-regent in some areas, composed of ecclesiastical women whose major concern is the application of spiritual truth to life.

Hey, Lets’ get alive with ideas for organizational growth. The church is young, still testing its limits and strengths. Let it grow.

BRYN ATHYN HISTORY from BRYN ATHYN POST

October 13, 1926 ONE FROM THE RADIO: A certain man recently paid $500.00 for a horse. A few days later the horse passed away, the body only remaining. However, the owner…sold $1.00 tickets in a raffle for the horse to the amount of $3000.00. The winner of the raffle naturally complained when he learned that the horse was a dead one, whereupon the original owner promptly gave him back his dollar.

December 15, 1926 On Saturday evening Mr. Raymond Pitcairn entertained the men who are engaged in the building of the Cathedral at a banquet in the Auditorium, on the occasion of the seventieth birthday of Mr. Harry Bowman, who is in charge of the construction. The whole affair was a surprise for Mr. Bowman. There were about seventy-five at the dinner. The program consisted of speeches, songs, instrumental music, story-telling and moving pictures. Many of the men took part in the entertainment. Four separate nationalities were represented in group performances on the stage. Mr. D. F. Rose assisted with the program and composed a number of songs. Mr. Pitcairn played a violin solo and later in the program entertained the men with an illustrated history of the work….

Feb.2, 1926 The recent thaw, which has weakened the thin crust of cinders on Alden road and once more revealed that the roadbed is made of mud, has caused considerable discussion in Bryn Athyn as to what the legal status of such a mess really is. Divided opinion among the property holders prevents immediate action, but everyone wants to see something done.