I want this too.

What a lovely tea kettle (too bad it's just a tad pricey for me). Lately, I have been rawther obsessed with kitchen things that are red. Not really sure why. Maybe I'm just getting too old to be neutral. 

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Must. Have.

It will become my favourite coffee mug, and I will drink from it EVERY MORNING and meditate upon the message. I hope it's printed on both sides, so that Mr. P can see it too and follow instructions when the time comes (and it always does). Mrs. Beazly gets credit for discovering the image. Now all that remains is to find a Canadian gift shop that stocks the mugs, cuz Ann Taintor's site won't ship to Canada. (Frowny face!) 

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Angel of God, my Guardian dear...

Today is the Memorial for Guardian Angels. May they speed us on our way to Edmonton (medical tests), where I'll be till Friday. So blogging will undoubtedly be sketchy. 

Found this hymn at the Office of Readings page. You may listen to it performed by Wells Cathedral Choir (click on the podcast link).

Ye Holy Angels Bright

Ye holy angels bright,
who wait at God’s right hand,
or through the realms of light
fly at your Lord’s command,
assist our song,
for else the theme
too high doth seem
for mortal tongue.

Ye blessed souls at rest,
who ran this earthly race
and now, from sin released,
behold your Savior’s face,
his praises sound,
as in his sight
with sweet delight
ye do abound.

Ye saints, who toil below,
adore your heavenly King,
and onward as ye go
some joyful anthem sing;
take what he gives
and praise him still,
through good or ill,
who ever lives!

My soul, bear thou thy part,
triumph in God above:
and with a well-tuned heart
sing thou the songs of love!
Let all thy days
till life shall end,
whate’er he send,
be filled with praise!

Words: Richard Baxter, 1681. Music: William Croft (1678-1727).
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