Challenged by a poem, “Possible Answers to Prayer”


I just posted this on one of my other blogs, but thought I should give as many as possible access to this poem.

Originally posted on Walking out 2 Cor 1.4:

I just finished reading Susan Isaac’s Angry Conversations with God:  A Snarky But Authentic Spiritual Memoir, and went to her website to furnish nourish myself.  The second item I read ended with a poem spoken at an event she attended (details here), and I will be meditating upon it for quite a while.

By Scott Cairns


Your petitions—though they continue to bear
just the one signature—have been duly recorded.
Your anxieties—despite their constant,


relatively narrow scope and inadvertent
entertainment value—nonetheless serve
to bring your person vividly to mind.


Your repentance—all but obscured beneath
a burgeoning, yellow fog of frankly more
conspicuous resentment—is sufficient.


Your intermittent concern for the sick,
the suffering, the needy poor is sometimes
recognizable to me, if not to them.


Your angers, your zeal, your lipsmackingly
righteous indignation toward the many
whose habits and sympathies offend you—

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Why do I seem less satisfied with novellas?

Over the last little while a number of authors I enjoy reading have produced novellas, a/k/a Kindle Singles.  In theory, this should be great:  no more need to pad a book beyond its natural length, give a book as much space as needed, and give Good Reads an excuse to add “.5″ to books in a series.

And, yet, I realized after reviewing the latest (slight) example on Good Reads that I am less enamoured of this sort of book than the series they complement (or than other titles from the same author).

I’ve seen a few captious comments that these sorts of books are merely a cash grab by the various authors, which I do not think is always the case (I’ve had suspicions in a few earlier cases), but I thought I would solicit the views of other readers?   Am I all wet here?

And to fend off the obvious rejoinder:  I like to read the “continuing escapades of …,” or other books by authors I’ve been following.

Quite the week in technology for me

As I mentioned earlier, a post about my personal reflections on visiting Hiroshima on the 25th anniversary of the bomb didn’t show up (and I haven’t redone it yet).

Then yesterday, I ran into problems with Dropbox preparing a work document.  I wrote another blog post about it, but it disappeared, but I had taken a screenshot so can easily resurrect it.  Before doing that, I will mention in passing that for most of the week, neither Chrome nor Firefox has allowed me to go online, although Internet Explorer (my least favourite, by far) did.

Now for yesterday’s adventures:

I use a shared folder on Dropbox as part of one of my jobs.  There is a template that resides elsewhere (in multiple places, actually), and once I’ve done a first edit on it, I copy it to that Dropbox folder, so that people who want a sneak preview can have one, whilst I await others’ input.

Most weeks there are no issues.  But that was not the case this week.  Wednesday, I entered and updated info on the copy of the template that I keep on my PlayBook.  I saved it and copied it to the Dropbox folder.  When I got home and turned on my laptop, the popup told me I’d added a file to that folder. Last night, I checked and the last file I needed hadn’t yet been added, so I watched a movie (Lee Daniels’ The Butler — highly recommended).  By the time the movie was over, checking on my phone showed me that the PDF I wanted was now uploaded, and I opened it on my phone.  There was more information than I wanted to copy-type, so I decided to use my laptop and do the copy and paste/edit routine.

So far, so good, except that the Word file had been corrupted; none of Wednesday’s updates had survived, and the PDF file didn’t show in the Dropbox directory.  I pulled out my PlayBook and edited the local copy, doing the copy-typing, deleted the corrupt file from Dropbox, sent a soft copy of the file by email to those who were expecting it, and then when I went to copy the updated file to the Dropbox directory, I had to again delete the corrupt copy.  And at that point, easily 90 minutes later (I was multi-tasking), the PDF still didn’t show.  (Although I did get pop-up notification of it being there this morning.)

Here’s hoping that this much trouble in preparation means there will be no issues in execution.  We’ll find out tomorrow.

Thus ends my tale of woes, First World Edition.