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January 18, 2012

For those in Peril on the sea.

There have been two sad and tragic maritime incidents over the past days.  Firstly the ‘Costa Concordia‘, a Cruise Liner which ran aground off the west coast of Italy.  At the time of writing there are 11 people confirmed dead and 23 still unaccounted for.  Secondly, and closer to here, the search continues today in Glandore Harbour for the five missing crewmen that went down with the vessel ‘Tit Bonhomme.


Glandore Harbour

(Photo: Glandore Harbour in happier times)

Last night, in the home group that meets in our house we discussed the passage in Matthew 14 where Jesus walks on the water towards his stricken disciples.  It was only natural then that we found ourselves praying for those affected by these two tragedies and for all those whose livelihood depends on the sea.  It is perhaps impossible to imagine what it must be like for the relatives, as they wait for the bodies of their loved ones to be recovered.  May God help them in ways beyond words and understanding and may He give all help to those involved in the search.

Of course, the words of that great hymn, “Eternal Father Strong to Save” comes to our minds at times such as this:

Eternal Father, strong to save,
whose arm doth bind the restless wave,
who bidd’st the mighty ocean deep
its own appointed limits keep:
O hear us when we cry to thee
for those in peril on the sea.

O Saviour,whose almighty word
the wind and waves submissive heard,
who walkedst on the foaming deep,
and calm amidst its rage did sleep;
O hear us when we cry to thee
for those in peril on the sea.

O Holy Spirit, who didst sweep
across the dark and formless deep
to bid its angry tumult cease,
and give, for wild confusion, peace:
O hear us when we cry to thee
for those in peril on the sea.

O Trinity of love and power,
sustain us all in danger’s hour;
through wreck and tempest, grief and loss,
renew the triumph of the cross:
and ever let  there rise to thee
glad hymns of praise from land and sea.

William Whiting (1825-78)

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May 18, 2011

Hargadon Bros.

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Back in the days when we lived in Sligo this place was a favourite haunt.  You could buy a box of Cornflakes from the shelves of grocery items (if you felt so inclined) and then a pint of Guinness and no one considered that strange.  The best thing though was the little alcoves to sit it – two or three or perhaps at a push more of you could get a good bowl of soup (and a glass of free water) and have a private lunch screened off from the outside world.  Summer in Sligo only lasted for a couple of days in June but the rest of the time there was always a turf fire going so there was always a haze of smoke giving ‘atmosphere’ to the air.

Sligo has changed much since then; they built a ‘bypass’ through the middle of the town, an architecturally disastrous shopping centre and several housing estates on the outskirts, some of them remaining long half-finished.  But despite all this it remains a special place, with a heart and character able to withstand the greed and ignorance of modern ‘development’ (gosh I’m sounding like a grumpy old windbag so I’ll stop there!)

Anyway, despite being closed for a couple of years (due to the building of the aforementioned shopping centre), it is great to see Hargadon Bros. open again and more or less unchanged from what it was.  If you were wondering why the photo  looks a mess it’s because I took the roll of film out of the camera in bright sunlight – you can get away with this using 35mm film because it’s in a metal cartridge, but I was using medium format 120 film, with only a paper backing :-( lesson learned the hard way…

May 15, 2011

Tranquility

1104Velvia_036It was a lovely still evening, I had to feel a bit sorry for those in their sailing boats, almost going nowhere.  But then that’s O.K. isn’t it?  It’s good to not always be rushing around but occasionally just sit back and drift a while, feeling the cool evening breeze on your face and listening to the gentle movement of the water.

The apostles gathered around Jesus and reported to him all they had done and taught. Then, because so many people were coming and going that they did not even have a chance to eat, he said to them, “Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest.”

So they went away by themselves in a boat to a solitary place.

Mark 6:30-32

May 13, 2011

Window (on the past)

I must have passed this window dozens of times and never really noticed it before.  It is on the road between Timoleague and Kilmalooda – ‘in the middle of nowhere’, you might say!  As far as I can tell the cottage is no longer lived in and yet the owner has gone to the trouble of putting a pot of flowers on the windowsill.  It reminds me of ‘Old Ireland’, of days different to these.  Of course for all the romantic notions of yesteryear we know there was much that was bad about Old Ireland, and in so many ways the Ireland of today (despite its many faults) is a better place to live.  But still, I sometimes wish I could time-travel and experience the days when living in cottages like this was the norm and when people had more time and when the world was in less of a hurry than it is now…