Whom Should We Serve First?

In LeRoy and Ania's house, they have a meal tradition. Ania is a very good cook, and it's my understanding that she does it often. Then all gather for the meal. After saying or singing grace, LeRoy serves the main dish.
"Sarah," he asks one of their daughters, "Who do you think should be served first?"
"Mama," she grins.
"Good," and he serves Ania. "And Sarah, who should we serve next?"
"The guest!" And he serves me.
"Naomi," LeRoy asks their quieter daughter, "Who should we serve next?"
"Sarah," Naomi responds.
"And Sarah," LeRoy turns, "who do you think we should serve next?"
"Naomi," Sarah responds. So LeRoy serves Naomi, then Sarah, and finally himself.

Pakistan, Canadian Donations

Oh God, do something for these people.

Flood in Pakistan.

People like me, with nowhere to go.

They need everything.

I groan with them.

Oh God, do something for these people.

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Here's some of what BBC has to say about it:

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-south-asia-11105165

Here's what Mennonite Central Committee has going on:

http://mcc.org/stories/news/race-against-time-pakistan

In Canada, the federal government is matching private donations on behalf of Pakistan. Whoa. You can donate at the bottom of the page.

Muppet Christmas

Beginning in last October, when I would think about winter coming, I would have brief flashes from A Muppet Christmas Carol. It has been over ten years since I have seen that movie, but it must have made quite an impression on me! Being opposed to cold in my life, it is perhaps my only happy association with the cold. Plus, the city is so innocent and filled with joy. Very soon, I expect to walk out of my front door in Lancaster, and join in with a line in a song spanning the entire neighborhood.

Wayne will step out of the deli's door, saying something about there being "one more sleep til Christmas."

Jonathan and Lis will have a duet in the street, playing with the other children, keeping time by bouncing their kickball off the side of the theater building.

Justine and Jake will sit out on their porch with their huge dog and sing, "we're always much warmer, this time of the year!"

Linda will stroll toward Harrisburg Avenue, holding a cigarette, whistling in cadence while

Charlotte will hold out two Turkey Hill iced teas, spinning on the corner of Mary and Pine, "we cannot wait til Chriiiiistmaaaas!"

I am almost afraid to see the movie now, for being disappointed.