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Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Tuesdays Monday update: whoops forgot yesterday.

Not a bad week - I'm down 1 pound but none of my waistline. Ahh well, guess that's the fab chocolate cheesecake I thoroughly enjoyed courtesy of my friend Margaret. Not a great week for exercise - I walk as much as I can - but with the kids sick and the weather crummy, it wasn't a bang up week.

Now is when it'll be important for me to keep accountable. I want to succeed on all levels with this lifestyle and I'm coming up to the first big hill after some nice down hill coasting.

Monday, February 27, 2006

I went to my first Taize service last night. I thought I was prepared for the experience - and to some extent I was - but not quite.

My first overwhelming feeling was of being part of something bigger than....well, everything. It was a connection with the Church Universal. It was feeling like I was adding my voice to a chorus of Jesus followers that has been going on for hundreds of years. I loved the unity I felt that crossed all denominational lines - unity with believers that have come before me and walk with me now.

The service was beautiful. I certainly entered into communion with God - I'm not sure how you could avoid it. The music and harmonies were breathtakingly beautiful. The candlelight & icons created an atmosphere that drew me in and held me until I was in the car driving home.

I'm already looking forward to going again.

Friday, February 24, 2006

Ever wish you were someone else? Or maybe you wish that you were just different than you are. I think I'm wishin' today. I have always understood myself. I know who I am, I know what I am able and unable to do. I suppose that's why I'm not a risk taker. I know that I'd probably fail and therefore I can't even try. Sounds silly when you type it out and read it on a screen. But hey, there it is.

I'm feeling extremely introspective today and perhaps that's not a good thing - on the other hand - maybe it is bringing to the surface things I need to examine. For example, there are qualities I wish I had. There are things that are a part of me that I understand, I just don't always like them. If I wrote them down here the multitudes of you who read this (haha) would all phone and say nice things like "oh no, you aren't like that" or "oh that is how God made you - celebrate that!" Believe me when I say - I get it. I know perfectly well what and who I am. and believe me again when I say that I am grateful for this person I am that God has created.

At times though, there are things that come to the surface - qualities I've just accepted in myself, believing that God created me this way. But I wonder - are they qualities given by God? or are they qualities I've just nurtured because they don't require risk? and therefore mean I don't fail or feel rejected.

I'm not sure of any answer - only that God knows. And when I need to really figure this out - He'll show me. My job now is to be open to hearing His voice and letting Him work and even to be willing to take a risk. Really, if God is asking me to risk - dare I say no?

Monday, February 20, 2006

Monday Accountability Update..... another good week. A couple blips on the screen - hurried eating on the fly always means some choices that shouldn't have been. But on the whole - success. It feels like life now - not like a temporary diet. I think that's good. The numbers are good as well. Down 2 more pounds and another inch off the waistline. That is bizarre to me - how does that work?? I won't complain though, not as long as it is in my favour! Also success in terms of exercise - I'm walking tons more and actually enjoying it, which means I don't have to search for those excuses to get out of it.

Yesterday's sermon mentioned "living well". Physically I was living - but not living well. Now that I'm improving the physical part of my being - I'm beginning to "live well". and of course with all the focus on the physical - I can't forget the spiritual side of living well. I'm going to be implementing some changes. I'm excited about the spiritual direction of my life as well.

But I'm going to save that for another post...

Thursday, February 16, 2006

As I watched the Olympics this week I've experienced many emotions. I've felt pride in some of the interviews the CBC has done with some of the athletes, I've felt disgust with the arrogance of others. I was heartbroken as I watched the men's speedskating semifinals and the Danish team - which had a huge lead - fell and was disqualified.

And then there was just pure 'wow' as I watched the Chinese pairs figure skaters. She had a really nasty fall - I'm sure she did some major damage to her groin and knee - got up, could barely skate and after a time skated a beautiful program with her partner. They won the Silver Medal. It was inspiring to see the grit, determination and courage of the young skater.

This morning in my email I got an update letter from a friend. He and his wife and four kids are serving God with Youth for Christ in Venezuela - although they are re-locating to Argentina in the coming year. The letter is FULL of what God is doing- amazing miracles that they see every day. Lives that are being challenged and changed. They are trusting God for thousands and thousands of dollars to support these huge dreams that God has given them. And they believe that God will do it. That to is inspiring. It is challenging. It takes grit, determination and courage. It takes faith and trust.

I've been thinking of how little I trust God. I wonder if God said 'jump - I'll catch you' - if I could trust Him enough to do it.

I want that kind of faith - I want that faith for my whole family. But it still scares me. More than a little.

Monday, February 13, 2006

Mondays are accountability update day. So here's my week - 7 days of healthy, non-fat, sugar free eating, in accordance with the glycemic index. Very satisfying, filling and tasty food. I can't actually say I struggled but hey, it's only week 1!

I was able to get out and walk four times. I did around 30 min. each time - sometimes a little more, and sometimes a little less. Even when I was feeling crummy with a cold I managed to get my butt up and out the door. My walks ended with me feeling great! It was exhilerating both to walk, and to succeed in a goal that I set. I am a great excuse maker - and I've never had that burning discipline to follow through when it wasn't convenient.

I've got great examples to follow - my brother Greg was/is an amazing athlete. When he trained for hockey - he was so disciplined. He set goals and he followed through, and he reaped the benefits. Reid set a goals to run a half marathon and to do a triathlon. I watched him train when it was nothing but sheer will driving him. Greg and Reid both set goals and acheived them in big ways. My goals are somewhat less lofty but for me they require the same discipline these two have.

So the weeks results are: success in my exercise and I'm down 4 pounds and 1 inch off my waist. I'm pleased.

This week - more of the same.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

and it's a GOLD medal for Canada!

I'm such a non-sports person but oh, there is just something about the Olympics. I even didn't completely hate the opening ceremonies - they are usually just a little too over the top for me. Ok, there was some cheesy sections - but there was beauty as well. The human gymnasts creating the peace dove, Peter Gabriel singing "Imagine" - admittedly he's looking a little old - (then again, he IS old) but hey he did a credible rendition of the song.

And of course there's something spectacular when the Olympic flame is lit. It is something that touches even the most cynical.

So this morning, as the girls and I lay in bed watching speed skating I had my first cry - at a Tim Horton's commercial no less....alright, that's pretty humbling to admit.

Then again, as I watched Jennifer Heil(?) ski to Gold for Canada. A beautiful moment - a proud moment.

Way to go team.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

It seems that improving my physical well-being has inspired me to improve other areas of my life too. It's kind of a nice side effect that I wasn't even really aware of.

I've always been a reader. A huge, gobble 'em up, type of reader. I can't really say when it happened or why - but somewhere along the line it did. I stopped reading. Well, reading anything that would challenge or inspire me. Occasionally I might grab an article or two, just so I didn't let my brain turned totally to jello, but other than the odd cheesy romance from the Church library, I stopped reading. It seems that as I let my physical self go, my intellectual and spiritual self got abandoned as well. Interesting.

Well, this week I've been eating very well, and exercizing - and so my physical health has benefitted. And in a very nice side benefit - my reading has REALLY picked up - well, it actually picked up roughly 3 wks ago when we started our slow healthy lifestyle change. I've currently got 4 books on the go - and I challenge you to keep yourself reading a VARIETY of books so that all corners of your brain can be challenged. Here's what's on my bedside table right now:

The diary of Judith Moffett who spent a year suburban homesteading. Wonderful book that is really making me( a TOTAL non-gardener type) want to grow all my own organic veggies. She's inspiring - and very very funny.

"Soul Shaper" by Tony Jones. A book about spiritual and contempletive practices for our soul. Very interesting reading. The Jesus Prayer, Meditation, Icons, the Labrynth.....

"The world is flat" by Thomas L. Friedman. A heady book talking about the flattening of our world and what that looks like for our global economy, for the future of business and foreign policy.

and of course one nasty murder mystery book to shut off my concentrating brain and let my imagination take over.

So the diet and exercize thing has had an unexpected side benefit for me. It makes you realize how interconnected our bodies are: physical, emotional, spiritual - improve one and you improve them all.

That Creator of ours, He's really smart.

Monday, February 06, 2006

Today is the beginning.

You know, when I write the first few words of every blog entry I try to come up with something brilliant and catchy. Something along the lines of "it was the best of times, it was the worst of times...." So far, no catchy starts... ah well.

Okay, back to the beginning. Of what? Well, remember a few entries back I wrote about making the jump to a healthier, more active lifestyle. We have been slowly easing our way into it but today - well, we're just diving. And I'm writing it here so that I have something in black and white to hold me accountable. Eating healthy with smaller portions. Exercising regularly. Recording my weight so I can chart my progress. Both Reid and I have to lose weight. He has about 25-35 pounds, me somewhere around 75 - 80. No I'm not joking. It will take a long time. But that's okay with me. In the long run it could mean a longer life for me, more time with my family and being able to enjoy doing a great deal more things with them.

So, the weeks goals? Wise food choices - following the GI diet and walking 30 min. a day 4 days this week.

Friday, February 03, 2006

Some wise, moving and powerful words from a rock star who obviously possesses a little something extra. It's a little long - but worth the read.

May his words move you - as they have moved me.

Bono's best sermon yet: Remarks at the National Prayer Breakfast

If you're wondering what I'm doing here, at a prayer breakfast, well, so am I. I'm certainly not here as a man of the cloth, unless that cloth is leather. It's certainly not because I'm a rock star. Which leaves one possible explanation: I'm here because I've got a messianic complex.
Yes, it's true. And for anyone who knows me, it's hardly a revelation.
Well, I'm the first to admit that there's something unnatural...something unseemly...about rock stars mounting the pulpit and preaching at presidents, and then disappearing to their villas in the south of France. Talk about a fish out of water. It was weird enough when Jesse Helms showed up at a U2 concert...but this is really weird, isn't it?
You know, one of the things I love about this country is its separation of church and state. Although I have to say: in inviting me here, both church and state have been separated from something else completely: their mind.Mr. President, are you sure about this?
It's very humbling and I will try to keep my homily brief. But be warned - I'm Irish.
I'd like to talk about the laws of man, here in this city where those laws are written. And I'd like to talk about higher laws. It would be great to assume that the one serves the other; that the laws of man serve these higher laws...but of course, they don't always. And I presume that, in a sense, is why you're here.
I presume the reason for this gathering is that all of us here - Muslims, Jews, Christians - all are searching our souls for how to better serve our family, our community, our nation, our God.
I know I am. Searching, I mean. And that, I suppose, is what led me here, too.
Yes, it's odd, having a rock star here - but maybe it's odder for me than for you. You see, I avoided religious people most of my life. Maybe it had something to do with having a father who was Protestant and a mother who was Catholic in a country where the line between the two was, quite literally, a battle line. Where the line between church and state was...well, a little blurry, and hard to see.
I remember how my mother would bring us to chapel on Sundays... and my father used to wait outside. One of the things that I picked up from my father and my mother was the sense that religion often gets in the way of God.
For me, at least, it got in the way. Seeing what religious people, in the name of God, did to my native land...and in this country, seeing God's second-hand car salesmen on the cable TV channels, offering indulgences for cash...in fact, all over the world, seeing the self-righteousness roll down like a mighty stream from certain corners of the religious establishment...
I must confess, I changed the channel. I wanted my MTV.
Even though I was a believer.
Perhaps because I was a believer.
I was cynical...not about God, but about God's politics. (There you are, Jim.)
Then, in 1997, a couple of eccentric, septuagenarian British Christians went and ruined my shtick - my reproachfulness. They did it by describing the millennium, the year 2000, as a Jubilee year, as an opportunity to cancel the chronic debts of the world's poorest people. They had the audacity to renew the Lord's call - and were joined by Pope John Paul II, who, from an Irish half-Catholic's point of view, may have had a more direct line to the Almighty.
'Jubilee' - why 'Jubilee'?
What was this year of Jubilee, this year of our Lord's favor?
I'd always read the scriptures, even the obscure stuff. There it was in Leviticus (25:35)...
'If your brother becomes poor,' the scriptures say, 'and cannot maintain himself...you shall maintain him.... You shall not lend him your money at interest, not give him your food for profit.'

It is such an important idea, Jubilee, that Jesus begins his ministry with this. Jesus is a young man, he's met with the rabbis, impressed everyone, people are talking. The elders say, he's a clever guy, this Jesus, but he hasn't done much...yet. He hasn't spoken in public before...
When he does, is first words are from Isaiah: 'The Spirit of the Lord is upon me,' he says, 'because He has anointed me to preach good news to the poor.' And Jesus proclaims the year of the Lord's favour, the year of Jubilee (Luke 4:18).
What he was really talking about was an era of grace - and we're still in it.
So fast-forward 2,000 years. That same thought, grace, was made incarnate - in a movement of all kinds of people. It wasn't a bless-me club... it wasn't a holy huddle. These religious guys were willing to get out in the streets, get their boots dirty, wave the placards, follow their convictions with actions...making it really hard for people like me to keep their distance. It was amazing. I almost started to like these church people.
But then my cynicism got another helping hand.
It was what Colin Powell, a five-star general, called the greatest W.M.D. of them all: a tiny little virus called AIDS. And the religious community, in large part, missed it. The ones that didn't miss it could only see it as divine retribution for bad behaviour. Even on children...even [though the] fastest growing group of HIV infections were married, faithful women.
Aha, there they go again! I thought to myself judgmentalism is back!
But in truth, I was wrong again. The church was slow but the church got busy on this the leprosy of our age.
Love was on the move.
Mercy was on the move.
God was on the move.
Moving people of all kinds to work with others they had never met, never would have cared to meet...conservative church groups hanging out with spokesmen for the gay community, all singing off the same hymn sheet on AIDS...soccer moms and quarterbacks...hip-hop stars and country stars. This is what happens when God gets on the move: crazy stuff happens!
Popes were seen wearing sunglasses!
Jesse Helms was seen with a ghetto blaster!
Crazy stuff. Evidence of the spirit.
It was breathtaking. Literally. It stopped the world in its tracks.
When churches started demonstrating on debt, governments listened - and acted. When churches starting organising, petitioning, and even - that most unholy of acts today, God forbid, lobbying...on AIDS and global health, governments listened - and acted.
I'm here today in all humility to say: you changed minds; you changed policy; you changed the world.
Look, whatever thoughts you have about God, who He is or if He exists, most will agree that if there is a God, He has a special place for the poor. In fact, the poor are where God lives.
Check Judaism. Check Islam. Check pretty much anyone.
I mean, God may well be with us in our mansions on the hill. I hope so. He may well be with us as in all manner of controversial stuff. Maybe, maybe not. But the one thing we can all agree, all faiths and ideologies, is that God is with the vulnerable and poor.
God is in the slums, in the cardboard boxes where the poor play house. God is in the silence of a mother who has infected her child with a virus that will end both their lives. God is in the cries heard under the rubble of war. God is in the debris of wasted opportunity and lives, and God is with us if we are with them. "If you remove the yoke from your midst, the pointing of the finger and speaking wickedness, and if you give yourself to the hungry and satisfy the desire of the afflicted, then your light will rise in darkness and your gloom with become like midday and the Lord will continually guide you and satisfy your desire in scorched places."
It's not a coincidence that in the scriptures, poverty is mentioned more than 2,100 times. It's not an accident. That's a lot of air time, 2,100 mentions. (You know, the only time Christ is judgmental is on the subject of the poor.) 'As you have done it unto the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto me' (Matthew 25:40). As I say, good news to the poor.
Here's some good news for the president. After 9/11 we were told America would have no time for the world's poor. America would be taken up with its own problems of safety. And it's true these are dangerous times, but America has not drawn the blinds and double-locked the doors.
In fact, you have doubled aid to Africa. You have tripled funding for global health. Mr. President, your emergency plan for AIDS relief and support for the Global Fund - you and Congress - have put 700,000 people onto life-saving anti-retroviral drugs and provided 8 million bed nets toprotect children from malaria.

Outstanding human achievements. Counterintuitive. Historic. Be very, very proud.
But here's the bad news. From charity to justice, the good news is yet to come. There is much more to do. There's a gigantic chasm between the scale of the emergency and the scale of the response.
And finally, it's not about charity after all, is it? It's about justice.
Let me repeat that: It's not about charity, it's about justice.
And that's too bad.
Because you're good at charity. Americans, like the Irish, are good at it. We like to give, and we give a lot, even those who can't afford it.
But justice is a higher standard. Africa makes a fool of our idea of justice; it makes a farce of our idea of equality. It mocks our pieties, it doubts our concern, it questions our commitment.

Sixty-five hundred Africans are still dying every day of a preventable, treatable disease, for lack of drugs we can buy at any drug store. This is not about charity, this is about justice and equality.
Because there's no way we can look at what's happening in Africa and, if we're honest, conclude that deep down, we really accept that Africans are equal to us. Anywhere else in the world, we wouldn't accept it. Look at what happened in South East Asia with the tsunami. 150,000 lives lost to that misnomer of all misnomers, "mother nature." In Africa, 150,000 lives are lost every month. A tsunami every month. And it's a completely avoidable catastrophe.
It's annoying but justice and equality are mates. Aren't they? Justice always wants to hang out with equality. And equality is a real pain.
You know, think of those Jewish sheep-herders going to meet the Pharaoh, mud on their shoes, and the Pharaoh says, "Equal?" A preposterous idea: rich and poor are equal? And they say, "Yeah, 'equal,' that's what it says here in this book. We're all made in the image of God."
And eventually the Pharaoh says, "OK, I can accept that. I can accept the Jews - but not the blacks."
"Not the women. Not the gays. Not the Irish. No way, man."
So on we go with our journey of equality.
On we go in the pursuit of justice.
We hear that call in the ONE Campaign, a growing movement of more than 2 million Americans...Left and Right together... united in the belief that where you live should no longer determine whether you live.
We hear that call even more powerfully today, as we mourn the loss of Coretta Scott King - mother of a movement for equality, one that changed the world but is only just getting started. These issues are as alive as they ever were; they just change shape and cross the seas.
Preventing the poorest of the poor from selling their products while we sing the virtues of the free market...that's a justice issue. Holding children to ransom for the debts of their grandparents...that's a justice issue. Withholding life-saving medicines out of deference to the Office of Patents...that's a justice issue.
And while the law is what we say it is, God is not silent on the subject.
That's why I say there's the law of the land¿. And then there is a higher standard. There's the law of the land, and we can hire experts to write them so they benefit us, so the laws say it's OK to protect our agriculture but it's not OK for African farmers to do the same, to earn a living?
As the laws of man are written, that's what they say.
God will not accept that.
Mine won't, at least. Will yours?
I close this morning on...very...thin...ice.
This is a dangerous idea I've put on the table: my God vs. your God, their God vs. our God...vs. no God. It is very easy, in these times, to see religion as a force for division rather than unity.
And this is a town - Washington - that knows something of division.
But the reason I am here, and the reason I keep coming back to Washington, is because this is a town that is proving it can come together on behalf of what the scriptures call the least of these.
This is not a Republican idea. It is not a Democratic idea. It is not even, with all due respect, an American idea. Nor it is unique to any one faith.
'Do to others as you would have them do to you' (Luke 6:30). Jesus says that.
'Righteousness is this: that one should...give away wealth out of love for him to the near of kin and the orphans and the needy and the wayfarer and the beggars and for the emancipation of the captives.' The Koran says that (2.177).
Thus sayeth the Lord: 'Bring the homeless poor into the house, when you see the naked, cover him, then your light will break out like the dawn and your recovery will speedily spring fourth, then your Lord will be your rear guard.' The Jewish scripture says that. Isaiah 58 again.
That is a powerful incentive: 'The Lord will watch your back.' Sounds like a good deal to me, right now.
A number of years ago, I met a wise man who changed my life. In countless ways, large and small, I was always seeking the Lord's blessing. I was saying, you know, I have a new song, look after it¿. I have a family, please look after them¿. I have this crazy idea...
And this wise man said: stop.
He said, stop asking God to bless what you're doing. Get involved in what God is doing - because it's already blessed.
Well, God, as I said, is with the poor. That, I believe, is what God is doing.
And that is what he's calling us to do.
I was amazed when I first got to this country and I learned how much some churchgoers tithe. Up to 10% of the family budget. Well, how does that compare with the federal budget, the budget for the entire American family? How much of that goes to the poorest people in the world? Less than 1%.
Mr. President, Congress, people of faith, people of America:
I want to suggest to you today that you see the flow of effective foreign assistance as tithing.... Which, to be truly meaningful, will mean an additional 1% of the federal budget tithed to the poor.
What is 1%?
1% is not merely a number on a balance sheet.
1% is the girl in Africa who gets to go to school, thanks to you. 1% is the AIDS patient who gets her medicine, thanks to you. 1% is the African entrepreneur who can start a small family business thanks to you. 1% is not redecorating presidential palaces or money flowing down a rat hole. This 1% is digging waterholes to provide clean water.
1% is a new partnership with Africa, not paternalism toward Africa, where increased assistance flows toward improved governance and initiatives with proven track records and away from boondoggles and white elephants of every description.
America gives less than 1% now. We're asking for an extra 1% to change the world. to transform millions of lives - but not just that and I say this to the military men now - to transform the way that they see us.
1% is national security, enlightened economic self-interest, and a better, safer world rolled into one. Sounds to me that in this town of deals and compromises, 1% is the best bargain around.
These goals - clean water for all; school for every child; medicine for the afflicted, an end to extreme and senseless poverty - these are not just any goals; they are the Millennium Development goals, which this country supports. And they are more than that. They are the Beatitudes for a globalised world.
Now, I'm very lucky. I don't have to sit on any budget committees. And I certainly don't have to sit where you do, Mr. President. I don't have to make the tough choices.
But I can tell you this:
To give 1% more is right. It's smart. And it's blessed.
There is a continent - Africa - being consumed by flames.
I truly believe that when the history books are written, our age will be remembered for three things: the war on terror, the digital revolution, and what we did - or did not to - to put the fire out in Africa.
History, like God, is watching what we do.
Thank you. Thank you, America, and God bless you all.