Sword Saints

Ash Wednesday haiku

Ashes to ashes
In a dry place, thirsting for
Resurrection life.

Two

Two years ago you came along,
our tiny newborn son.
As time unfurled you lit our world
and charmed 'most everyone.
And now you giggle, laugh, and run,
our babe a little boy.
We thank you for the love you've brought
with great parental joy!
And so, a happy birthday word
for our boy Nicholas:
we love you much and pray the Lord
will grant you peace and grace!

Wednesday haiku

Grandparents arrive, / other grandparents depart: / the lad is still spoiled.

Overheard

Standing at the ATM I heard the following conversation.

First man: "You can't buy anything anymore that isn't made in China."

Second man: "Yeah, but Obama's going to fix that."

First man: "How's he gonna fix that?"

Second man: "First he's going to save the auto industry and move jobs back to the U.S. Good jobs, high-paying jobs."

I left, shaking my head. Hopeful? Not so much. It's the auto industry. I don't see how robbing successful industries to prop up unsuccessful industries is going to fix things. But, hey, what do I know?

Wednesday haiku

Insomniac boy / snuggles into my shoulder / way after bedtime.

Wednesday haiku

To forgive is like
spiritual judo: bad
absorbed, good returned.