Adore

We have come a long way from the original meaning of adore. We adore puppies, we adore people instead of liking them and when I speak (in my English accent) I am often told, “Oh, you are so adorable”, at which stage I get a strong urge to prove how not-adorable I...

Let’s

If we were saying this line to a friend we would say, “Come on, let’s go and adore Him!” Well, we probably would not use “adore” at all but we will get to that next week. Let’s is an invitation or, sometimes, a command. Let’s grab some lunch; let’s see what is going...

O come let us adore Him

Advent is almost upon us. We move from the celebration of Christ the King to the journey to Christmas. From splendor to a dust road. “O Come let us Adore Him” are familiar words at Christmas. We can imagine the visitors who would greet Jesus talking and...

To turkey or not to turkey?

Nothing with eyes. That was the rule for a long time. Fish with heads were not and are not allowed to gaze up at us from the plate. More recently in my family the rule has spread to turkey – it should not look too much like a bird. Turkey breast, turkey roast (not the...

Sticky Saints

I have a few favorite Saints and one of them is Hilda of Whitby who we celebrate this week. She founded some monasteries on the Northeast Coast of England in the seventh century. Not very promising, you might think. Except that this was one of the golden ages of...