Today is Lammas Day – Scotland’s traditional first fruits of the harvest day.
Here’s a Lammas Sermon from a couple of years ago.
Today is Lammas Day – Scotland’s traditional first fruits of the harvest day.
Here’s a Lammas Sermon from a couple of years ago.
I’ve been trying to get the last line of each verse to scan better in the absence of the ‘O’ (which is hidden in the vocative, but well hidden indeed since deus is an irregular vocative…)
perhaps,
care deus, cum ba ia — ?
Kimberley,
The time spent feeding you all those fudge doughnuts was certainly not wasted
How did we get from Kum by Yah, or even Cum ba ia, to fudge doughnuts?
Moyra, you have to realise that fudge doughnuts are Zebadee’s equivalent of Mornington Crescent. With enough ingenuity, a link is always possible.
(It’s a St Andrews thing…)
I understand….
I’m sure that there is something holy about fudge doughnuts. Holey, anyway. Come by here, my Lord, we have fudge doughnuts?
Unfortunately, I live in a convent not sufficiently hol(e)y to have them. Too bad. Nor do we have cum ba ia around a candle, but perhaps Compline counts? I’ll suggest to our Superior that we do cum ba ia for our Compline hymn Tuesday. I’m sure she’d be thrilled (Kimberly can comment on that, I’m sure, as they are acquainted).
I’m sure someone could come up with an appropriate analysis of cum ba ia from a hermeneutic related to fudge donuts and liberation theology…
personally, I’m not sure that I have ever tasted a fudge doughnut. I’ m sure I have no idea what you are all talking about.
No, Kelvin. You have never bought a fudge doughnut. That’s not the same thing.
Ah.
The word in the pews is this – apparently, the bishops have come up with a new way around the funding problems that the Scottish Episcopal Church has from time to time. Forget your stewardship campaigns and giving days – no, my brothers and sisters, we are onto a whole new thing,It seems that there…
Just for the record, I crossed over the Clyde 3 times on my way to church this morning and crossed the Kelvin twice on the way back. I blame the 10K fun run, the collapse of Bridge Street under water and general incompetence.Also, for the record, the arrangement of Shall we Gather at the River…
From unopened boxes that bleep in the night.Good Lord deliver us.
I remember being told when I was in Egypt all about the procedure for electing a new Coptic Pope. Following much prayer and presumably lots of jangly singing, the name was drawn by lot from three rolled up bits of paper that had been placed in a chalice.I remember remarking at the time to a…
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