We had a beautiful weekend: fetching goat milk, visiting relatives, and went for a long walk in a park yesterday. There is a sun burn on my face (third time this year!) to prove it. I’ve got to remember a hat next time!
This story came to my attention this weekend. A young lady who has never cut her hair due to her Christian beliefs encounters a teacher with a long-hair hate and a pair of scissors. The result is a weird investigation.
In other news, mother’s day has come and gone. Notice I did not capitalize that. Its not that I wish the day never existed. I love my mom and sent her a card. I wished other mothers a happy day. I just do not like honoring it like a holy day during a church service. [Note: yesterday was the feast of Pentecost for the Western Christian calendar. Not a word mentioned about that significant event.]
The pastor starts off his sermon yesterday with, “Honoring mothers is an ancient practice…The Greeks started a spring celebration for the mother of the gods…” OH MY GOODNESS. Did he justify an American Holiday (and thereby, a church gathering) by citing pagan practices? Yep. I guess it was easy to be up front about it. 😉