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Sunday Gratitude – 2.VIII.2026

Boy, has it been busy the last couple of weeks! More appointments than I could shake a stick at, and a couple of weekend events as well. I’m very grateful that things pretty much went off without a hitch, and appointments were met, things a t home have been pretty quiet, and events were enjoyable.

One of the events that I went to last Sunday was German Fest in Milwaukee. I had toyed with the idea of biking the 16 or so miles up to church, and then continuing on the eight from church to the fest, but I’m happy that I didn’t do that. Instead, I put my bike in the car and drove up to church, changed quickly afterwards in the bathroom, then biked the 8 up to German Fest. I had never biked along the Lakefront Path before, and it was really beautiful, albeit busy with people, making it impossible to go very fast. For me, one of the draws is that I get to see people I know, and so that was really fun. (I just wish my German dress still fit me.)
I biked the 8 miles back to the car, and at the end I was tired, and I was grateful I didn’t have 16 more to go, but I didn’t feel terrible either. Last year, I parked in a place where it was a four mile ride from my car to the fest, and on the way back, I felt like I was dying. However, I probably hadn’t even been on a bike in at least 2-3 years before then. And now, well, between the Thursday afternoon before German Fest and the following Friday afternoon, I biked over fifty miles, and it was challenging, but fun. 🙂 I’m grateful for the opportunity to be working on my health.
Silly thing, but my older son was looking for 32 gigabyte SD cards for something. I figured that that was easy enough; as long as I can remember, those things aren’t wildly expensive. Imagine my shock when I walked into Best Buy to get one, and they all seemed to be over $45. Insane. I told him to hold off on buying one, and though I often have miscellaneous extra memory cards and such around, there was nothing that would help him in this instance. Mind you, though, that I haven’t purchased any of these in at least 3 years. The next day, he and his sister went to the gym, and I decided to check out WalMart. Wouldn’t you know, but the price was almost as bad. However, there were two associates who came up right by me, one of them holding a plastic case. Wouldn’t you know, but there were two 32GB SD cards in it. They seemed to be confused about where they wanted to put the item, as it had originally come from the outdoor section, as these two were marketed for trail cams. Nobody is looking for SD cards in the outdoor section! I’m sure this is why this was marked down to $8.50. I proceeded to ask if I could buy it, and they were happy to oblige me, as that also meant that they didn’t have to find a place to put them in the case. I am very grateful I didn’t have to shell out three times as much for the same item.
After German Fest, I went over to my church’s church picnic. That was fun, too. The location is great, and it’s nice to hang out with good people. Summer days are beautiful like that.
Speaking of summer days, we finally got some rain. I don’t think it rained at all in July until the 27th and it was kind of sad seeing everybody’s lawns turning brown. I had mowed right around the last week of June, and I had meant to a couple of weeks after that, and I actually started to, but after about 10 minutes of mowing, I twisted my ankle and it hurt too much to keep going. By the next day already, I didn’t know if it was safe to mow, but it was interesting to see how those strips that I did mow turned very, very brown, and I’m grateful I didn’t cut the whole lawn and have it looking like that.
On the weather front, we had strong storms that came through on the 27th. Friends of mine in Milwaukee had power knocked out, but here, thankfully, we kept power, there was no hail, etc. Unfortunately, this was not the case in all of Wisconsin, and the town of Menasha, in particular, got hit badly. My kids and I signed up for an event months ago that takes place in this area; once I heard that there was a tornado, I checked back to see if the event had been cancelled. It didn’t seem to be, so we drove up to the area and just happened to end up on the street here that this man is driving on in the first 3 minutes of the video here.
How did I end up in Menasha? Well, our first destination was in a small town called Combined Locks. The driving on the interstate had been miserable due to rain, and at a certain point, I couldn’t take it any more, and looked for the first exit off, knowing I could come up the western side of Lake Winnebago to get to where I wanted to go. It just happens that Menasha is pretty much on the western side of the tip of Lake Winnebago, so by getting off the interstate, it pretty much meant going through Menasha. It was weird, too, because at first, I just noticed that there were a lot of tree branches and stuff on the sides of the road, and it kind of dawned on me that that must have been a result of the storm. I did not know that within about 15 minutes, we’d be driving through a disaster zone like this. The crazy thing is, though, that once I got through Menasha, my destination was about six miles down the road, and over there, things looked completely normal. For as bad as the tornado was though, it’s amazing that not a single person was killed – certainly something to be grateful for.
The event that the little kids and I went to was a bike ride/music festival called “Bike to the Beat“. The event took place on Saturday, but the four of us made a little mini-vacation out of it, and it was an awful lot of fun. The drive up was absolutely horrendous, lasting 4 hours when 2.5 is more normal. It rained the whole time and there were accidents and road construction in the Milwaukee area. I was so incredibly grateful both to get off the interstate and to actually arrive at the hotel.

BIke to the Beat was amazing, even apart from a couple of wrinkles in the day, and I am grateful that there were no mechanical issues with the bikes, we had all the tools, I didn’t forget any pedals or anything, etc. More than that though, the kids enjoyed the hotel a lot and we took a little detour through Manitowoc on the way back, and it was really a good trip. I’m the type of person who is always trying to anticipate what might go wrong in order to avoid any pitfalls, and when things go off with no major issues, I am grateful.
I’m grateful, too, that after far too long, I got to video chat with a dear friend. I’m grateful, too that through everything, the friendship holds.
Wow, it’s been a full couple of weeks! Thank you all for your patience with me! I am certainly grateful for all of you!

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Wordless Wednesday #60 – Old Addresses









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Online Forgiveness

Today marks the beginning of Great Lent in the Eastern Orthodox Church, and practically all Orthodox churches had a service last night called “Forgiveness Vespers” to get things started on the right foot. I’ve heard certain priests say that they notice a lot of people skip the service, and I’m sure they do. Basically, at the conclusion of the service, people line up, often in a circle, and each person goes to every other person in attendance there and asks for forgiveness. It’s beautiful and moving… and difficult, because it’s easy to be frustrated or upset with people whom we know and try to work with.
Mind you, no one should ever think of me as the person who gets Orthodoxy “right”. It was the first time in ages I managed to get kids to church in the morning, and it was a struggle. Maybe it’s just my own weakness, but I didn’t feel up to that struggle a second time in the same day. Besides this, I was just exhausted. I feel really bad we didn’t go to church in the evening, but some days (many day), after a certain point, I’m just done.
One of the ladies at church with whom I’m friendly stopped me as I was leaving the service and said “Forgive me…” Even though the priest had basically just gotten done with reminding everyone of the later service, this lady stopping me to say this surprised me. And then I figured that as I probably wasn’t going to make it to the evening service (and dinner), I should do the same with the people I was talking to at coffee hour before I left. Mind you, it’s not a substitution for the actual service, but there’s certainly a desire that if I have done anything this past year or so, that it can be forgiven, once and for all.
About twenty years ago, in the earlier stages of “online Orthodoxy”, I started noticing something similar virtually, that people writing on their blogs and such would post asking for forgiveness on forgiveness Sunday. Officially, I don’t know if the Orthodox Church has a position on this, but although I found it kind of odd at first, I’ve come around to actually kind of liking the practice.
My reasoning is more or less as follows; when people had a church in their village, their family, friends, and community were very much tied to these parishes, and the people one saw in church were the people one saw in other places in life. These days, not only is that not the case – the people most of us see in church are not the same people we see in day-to-day life – but there’s another group of people whom we encounter, and that is people online. And if there’s one space in particular that could use more of the spirit of forgiveness and goodwill toward one another, that would be online. It’s easy to get caught up in controversies and “reactions” and what-have-you. But for those of us who put significant time into an online presence, it seems right that we’re not just asking forgiveness from the people who happen to be at church on one night, but that we’re also asking it from people we interact with, even if it is virtually.
That being the case (or at least my opinion), even though I’m a day late with this, please forgive me for anything that I may have done here to hurt, frustrate, annoy, or otherwise need forgiveness. Even with this being a very small blog in terms of readership, I’m still very grateful for each of you.

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Sunday Gratitude – 17.III.2024

Wow, I am grateful that it’s been a “down” week, and I’m grateful that it looks like some progress has been made on certain things
I am grateful to have gotten to church with three of the kids, at least. They were incredibly sleepy, but also incredibly quiet.
I’m grateful to have found a number of things that were missing, and I hope that by continuing on, I can find even more missing items!
I’m grateful for having had the chance to see the film “Sacred Alaska”, even if it meant a trip down to Illinois. I’m grateful to have gotten to chat with some people there as well.
I’m grateful for the opportunity to learn about things, because this world is full of wonder, even on the worst of days.
I say it all the time, but I certainly always am grateful for all of you who read this! It’s kind of like setting one side of a conversation free; one never knows what the response may be.

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Saturday on Substack – 16.III.2024

Getting things in under the wire (hopefully).
Come check this out! https://open.substack.com/pub/breathofhallelujah/p/saturday-on-substack-16iii2024

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Wordle #1000


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Wordle explanations are posted a day late to ensure that no one accidentally sees the solution before playing.
Line 1: “Since” – just the “E”. Boo!
Line 2: Moving the “E”, gained the “P”, but I still don’t know how these go together
Line 3: I’m getting good at knowing where the “E” doesn’t go!
Line 4: A word ending in “ER” ? Nope… So by process of elimination, the word must start with “E”
Line 5: And with that clue, and the fact that “P” and “T” needed to get squeezed in somehow, the word is “ERUPT”
Did you get this Wordle? Tell me about it in the comments!
Happy Gaming!
(I hadn’t played in a long time until a few months ago, and I’ve picked it up again, but I don’t think I’ve managed a streak of over six – when my record is 106! #1000 seemed like a reason to “celebrate”, though!)

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Sacred Alaska – Impressions

I had the privilege of being able to see the movie Sacred Alaska in the theater last Tuesday. The film has no “official” theatrical release and theatrical showings have been sponsored by churches. This showing was sponsored by Holy Trinity Orthodox Cathedral in Chicago and the showing took place at the Pickwick Theatre in Park Ridge, Illinois. The owners of the Pickwick are also Orthodox, and besides Tuesday’s showing, they ran it on Wednesday and Thursday as well. The showing was followed by a Q&A segment with Silas Karbo, the producer of the film.
Trailer First of all, the cinematography is gorgeous. Then again, if a person can’t make Alaska look beautiful, something’s wrong. From the time I was five years old, going to Alaska was one of the things I wanted to do most in my life, and I got to visit a friend who lived there when I was nineteen. It was amazing, and that was just staying in Anchorage most of the time. I’d love to go back and really soak it all in for awhile!
I’ve done bits and pieces of research on Orthodoxy coming to Alaska, so I was really interested to see what the movie had to present. It actually surprised me. The beginning of the film was an introduction, of sorts, to Alaska and to the history of the Russians who came over to make money there. These were not Russian families who were coming over to settle.
The movie transitioned into the stories of some of the monks who came from Russia, both for the spiritual needs of the Russians, but also to evangelize the native populations. Although it wasn’t stressed in the film, a number of these monks died in the effort, but there were a couple who went to almost superhuman lengths to bring the Gospel to the Alaska natives. In contrast to the popular idea of peoples being forced to convert under pressure, these missionaries took a lot of time to get to know the peoples and the languages so that they could present the Gospel in a way that made sense to these particular people. As a result, many of these tribes have remained Orthodox now for hundreds of years.
It’s funny, because the film transitions in a way that’s barely perceptible. As this history is being presented, so is present-day life in some of these tribal villages, along with interviews with people and clergy who live out there.
If I remember correctly, the movie speaks about St. Herman of Alaska, St. Innocent, St. Jacob Netsvetov, and then Olga Michael, who was glorified as a saint in the Orthodox Church just this past November. Forgive me if I’ve missed anybody. However, through these saints, the film gives us a little bit of an overview of how Orthodoxy came to these places, and how its lived in these far-flung locales today.
However, the part that I wasn’t expecting was how the film works to put all of this history together not as something that’s merely “nice to know”, but as a key to a mode of living that is challenging, to say the least. Alaska’s rates of alcoholism and suicide are some of the highest in the country, many of the native villages are incredibly poor while prices are incredibly high, and with access to the internet, for example, the comparison of a “subsistence” life to a “Hollywood” life looms large. I think the way this was handled was really, really well done, because it would have been really easy to end the film with the very common, “there’s beauty here but also challenges, and time will tell which side will win out”. All things considered, that would have been a discouraging ending, but they really used the stories of these saints in a way that was quite uplifting to tie it all together.
As far as a couple of small nit-picks, because I knew some of this history already, I could tell that most of the footage was from Central-west Alaska (Bethel being the any town of any size in that area), Spruce Island, and a couple shots from Juneau. Although St. Innocent spent an incredible amount of time in the Aleutians, and they have an incredible and fascinating history, they didn’t make it out there. Knowing a little bit about Alaska, it really sticks out, because there were all these shots of trees and forests and such and… well, trees don’t grow in the Aleutians because the weather is too harsh. (There’s actually a sad story from WWII about this, when Aleutians were relocated to areas near Juneau to protect them from further Japanese attacks and kidnappings, and these people really didn’t know what to do, having never lived among trees!)
Another very small thing was that it seemed like a couple scenes, like of the forest on Spruce Island, got shown a couple times. I know it was mainly for atmosphere, and the shots were breathtaking, but it left me wondering a little where the movie was going. It’s probably something I wouldn’t even notice the second time around. Also, a couple of the drone shots are slightly shaky; not bad, but enough that on a big screen, I thought, “Yep, definitely a drone shot!”
All in all, it was well worth seeing, particularly how the film got to “everyday saints”. I don’t think that this is necessarily a film that would only appeal to the Orthodox, considering the history and cinematography and modern day parts, but there’s a lot of talk of saints, which a few people have issues with. From what Mr. Karbo said afterward, it’s looking like a DVD/streaming release will happen near the end of summer or early fall. I’m adding a Reddit post here that has the showing schedule, which also seems to be available in a post on their Facebook site – which Facebook won’t let me link to directly.

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How are you? (Video)

I filmed this on Tuesday, but I didn’t manage to get it posted… I don’t want to say that there aren’t enough hours in the day because I don’t know if I could handle that, but things always take somewhat longer than expected. I just had some thoughts and figured I’d mix things up a bit and do a video. 🙂
I was having some issues with “technology” and the fact that I’m dealing with a lot of congestion.
“How are you” is an interesting question to be sure, and it can change so much in such a short time! It doesn’t mean that it’s not an important question, though!

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Sunday Gratitude – 10.III.2024

I can hardly believe that it’s almost midnight here! Then again, the “spring forward” effect is in play here along with the fact that I did get in a little bit of a PLN.
I am grateful that older son is not helpless when he’s on his own… In fact, he’s quite independent, and as much as he’s still “little” (though almost as tall as I am), I’m thankful for that as well! I’m grateful that he seemed to take a less-than-ideal situation in stride.
I’m grateful to be getting some work done here, even if there’s so much more to be done.
It had been nearly a month since I’d been at the church I’m usually at due to different issues, and I’m grateful to feel like people were happy to see me back.
I’m thankful for the little bit I seem to be able to listen to people, even when I don’t know them well. All these people that we interact with, all of them have lives and stories, dreams and heartbreaks, but a lot of times, we’re kind of stuck in the mode of thinking of them as say, “the clerk at the gas station”.
I’m thankful to finally have the Christmas tree packed up in its box in the basement.
I’m grateful to have gotten to have a long chat with a dear friend I haven’t spoken with in a long time.
I’m grateful that even with me and kids not feeling wonderful last week, there was nothing too bad.
I’m thankful that a certain history project got done!
I’m grateful for having developed some weird skills. Right now, I’m working on creating an EPUB (ereader/Kindle) file of a very old book. I’ve been struggling with some of it, as my HTML and CSS skills haven’t been used in more than a decade. Tonight is when this thing finally started showing signs of a really cool finished project. I’m about 2/3 done with the text, but I started working with the formatting, and though it’s a slog, I’m also feeling more optimistic about doing a good job with it… I don’t know why, but I’m hoping honing these skills can lead to good things.

AI prompt: Breath and Starshine I’m grateful for God’s Love which is around me all the time.
I’m grateful for the patience so many people have had with me.
As always, I am thankful for you.

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Saturday on Substack 9.III.2024

Well, I’m finally posting up a Saturday on Substack again! Come join the fun over here: https://breathofhallelujah.substack.com/p/saturday-on-substack-9iii2024
I’d share with you the little promo block, but it seems like Substack hasn’t quite ironed out all the glitches of the last week or so!
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Learning to Walk, Learning to Run

Like most people, I don’t remember learning to walk. It’s just something where it seems as though I’ve always been able to do it. With my kids, the range was nine to thirteen months. It’s one of those things that humans seem born to do; how crazy it is to see how small and helpless a newborn is and to know that in the space of a year, give or take, this child who can barely lift his head is going to be running around the house, getting into everything!
I’ll bet that most of the time, most people don’t think very much about how they walk, they just do it. And yet, there’s a lot of information in a walk too; what a person may be up to, for instance. My friend Allison and I figured out in high school that there’s a certain type of walk a woman can use in a busy city to indicate “Do not bother me”.
Yet, I don’t think it ever crossed my mind that there were better ways to walk. It’s just putting one foot in front of the other, yes? And then I started running.
Mind you, I never got very good at running, and I suppose that technically, I was doing more jogging than anything, but it was a cheap and easy way to get some exercise in. This started in Germany, where there are all sorts of little paths between the trees and along the fields, and there happened to be a loop basically right outside my door that was almost exactly one mile in length. (Ironic, considering they’re all on metric!) In any case, I’d do the loop, and as I got better at it, I started doing the loop two or even three times, and I even sort of enjoyed it.
After I moved back to Chicago in 2006, I started running sometimes, and I had certain “loops” I would make of different lengths. One of my favorites was a 5-mile loop I had put together (which, not coincidentally, went by three Orthodox Churches) and I was getting good enough at this that I could run it in about an hour.
It was finishing up one of these loops one night that all of a sudden, I felt the coordination between my feet and my legs and the rest of my body come together. Now, it wasn’t so much that I was lifting up my feet, but I had the feeling of my legs hanging from my hips and the propulsion to go forward stemming from momentum there. I was nearly home, but it clicked, not just in my body, but in my brain that if I wanted to run, this was a better way.
Finding that rhythm wasn’t always easy, but when I could, it was amazing how running just happened, and how there were times when I would purposely have to break out of that so I could catch my breath. What I also noticed, though, was that there was a lot of times I’d be searching for that rhythm, find it, and then break out of it again for no apparent reason. I suppose some of it was natural resistance – I don’t think I’m a naturally coordinated person, and so sometimes I think it was the uncoordination battling against the more coordinated running – but sometimes it really did seem like it was a mental thing, that my brain was trying to tell my body that doing something well was putting me in danger because there was a little bit of the sense of self-propulsion here, that my brain was no longer quite as “in control” as it would like to be.
I’ve done little bits of running (or jogging) since, but with kids, I did a lot more walking. Walking is fine, too, but it’s not quite as important to try to stay as coordinated, I guess.
I don’t know. I was walking the other day, adding in armswing, and once again, felt the sensation of the whole body trying to find a rhythm together for a more efficient walk. It’s elusive, but I keep trying. I came back tonight after two miles feeling like I’d done more than just slapped my feet against the pavement over and over; I was breathing deeply and I could feel my heart pumping.
If you had told me as a teenager, though, that there was a better way to walk than what I was doing, while I was uncoordinated enough, I don’t want to say I would disbelieve the person, I wouldn’t have thought that learning to do this had any real value. After all, I could walk since I was a baby, wasn’t that good enough? I think a lot of us are like that. Then, sometimes, we touch something on that deeper level and realize that there’s a lot more there than we realized.
I think something similar happens to a lot of people concerning religion. I think that for many people, religion is something one “does” because it’s like walking – we have a predisposition to doing it. However, for a lot of people, that’s it. There’s nothing deeper than, say, some belief that God exists, trying to be a “good” person, and maybe having a vague sense that heaven and/or hell could possibly await us after death. It certainly isn’t nothing, but it isn’t the type of faith, say, that motivates one to stand up against evil. I’m never going to be any sort of championship runner, but even with the little I have done, the experience that there’s more than just putting one foot in front of the other is eye-opening. To understand that people train in such a way that their bodies come into coordination enough to almost self-propel is more than a little weird, but it’s kind of the same thing that many people find in the spiritual life; it becomes so much a part of them that they even breathe it in and out, like a runner in a race, that training brings them to a place that most of us can hardly fathom exists.
When we see people who are very, very good at what they do, Olympic athletes, for example, it’s easy to kind of write them off as people for whom sports are easy. It’s too easy to forget that although these people do have God-given athletic talent, that talent had to be accompanied by an incredible amount of dedication, hard work, and training. None of them woke up one day and decided, “Hey, I’m pretty good at this, I’m guess I’ll go to the Olympics to see if I can win something.” Somewhere along the way, they probably also got coached in things that they “already knew”, including running and breathing. All of it comes together to create an athlete who inhabits this deeper realm of athletics all the time, they really can’t not do it. Therefore, it probably shouldn’t be surprising that reaching a deeper level of relationship with God is not something someone can just do without practice. And, of course, there’s our own clumsiness and resistance that shows up when we do practice, but slowly there’s progress and the changes that come upon us as a result of that.

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