"Day and Night"

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My mom has started a blog. She knows what she is talking about. An example: One time she went to the grocery store. When all was said and done, and the coupons were calculated, the store owed her eight cents. When the grocery store is giving you money, you know you're good. You can find her blog here: www.lydiagreene.com

Directions: take some asphalt and add lightning.

A couple years ago the power went out in our home. Thankfully this is a rare occurence. We heard that a powerline had gone down not far from our house, only about a block away. Later that day we had to go to the store and decided to swing by on our walk and see what was going on. A lot of trucks from the power plant were in the alley and a several workers, in brightly colored shirts, were watching the guys they had sent up in the cherry picker. They were reconnecting the power lines. We asked them what happened. They didn't know how but the power line had broken and had fallen on the road. One man took us over and showed us a mini-crater where it had hit the asphalt. "100,000 volts runnin' through that wire right there." I went over to the "crater" and picked up a piece of the asphalt. This is that piece:








When the wire touched the asphalt it liquified it. As it cooled it reformed into this shape. It was still hot as I carried it home.

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

O sacred Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded
With thorns Thine only crown:
How pale Thou art with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn,
How does that visage languish,
Which once was bright as morn!

What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered
Was all for sinners’ gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But Thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior;
‘Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
Assist me with Thy grace.

What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this, Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine forever,
And should I fainting be, Lord,
let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.

-attributed to Bernard of Clairveaux