The Fitzgeralds, my mother’s side of the family, came from County Cork. As we have walked through Dublin the last couple days, I have spotted the name in several places. Is there a family connection? Who knows. But it is fun to imagine.
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What song lyrics would you suggest for a wedding sermon on love?
Tonight I had the privilege and joy to preach at the wedding of two friends. For the sermon I went with a reflection on love that used lyrics from a number of songs. Some I identified myself. Others were suggested by mutual friends: David Bowie, Laura Mariko Cheifetz, Noelle Tennis Gulden, DeLaina Gumbs, Irene Pak, Valerie Small, and Laura VanDale. For the little help that I needed to get by, I thank them.
Here’s the “playlist”:
What would you add?
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Joel and Roja’s wedding brought me to Ireland. It seems only fitting that the first posting related to the trip should feature a photo of Roja, Joel and me. Thursday evening saw two wonderful celebrations – a Groom’s Party at the Palace Bar followed by Henna Night at Clontarf Castle in Dublin. At the end of Henna Night, we paused for this photo.
I leave in a few moments to prepare to solemnise the service at the Stephen’s Green Hibernian Club.
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An enlargeable basic map of Ireland (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Tricia and I head to Ireland today. Friends have invited me to solemnise their marriage.
The day will see packing and the tying of some loose ends. Other loose ends will remain so. No doubt ends once thought secure will be discovered to be loose. Such is the way of travel.
I have long looked forward to a trip to Ireland. This is my first. I rejoice in the occasion. Still I will complain about the rush to get ready and worry about the things left undone and, Bilbo-esque, wonder about what I may inadvertently leave at home. Such realities are the way of travel.
Disrupting our routine opens the possibility for new experiences. New experiences offer the opportunity for new insights and growth. And that too is the way of travel.
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Yet another day of meeting the goals – ate well; 33 minutes on the treadmill; 10,355 steps. The humidity broke today – still hot but much more bearable – so I walked to the gym.
The day also brought a renewal of the renovation project on the Shire. A ceiling was painted and the walls spackled. Hopefully I will be able to move in the morning.
At one point, I had planned to go to Dublin, OH for the Dublin Irish Festival. For a variety of reasons – including a desire to get moving on the renovations, I chose to stay at the Shire.
So instead of watching a movie or putting a movie on while working, I went with my Irish play list on my iPod. It ranges from Enya to the Pogues; the Clancy Brothers to the Dropkick Murphys; Kila to Eileen Ivers. And a whole lot more. The festival lasts all weekend so I will continue to listen. There are about 850 songs left. It should abide.
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Along the Graybeard Trail 