Grief

Sometimes the news comes quick. Sometimes the news comes slow. No matter how or when it comes, grief travels in the wake of the news. Grief is heavy, weighty, a burden, especially when it involves someone deeply loved. Grief is not meant to be carried alone. It’s too heavy and may last a while—and that’s ok. That’s what family and friends are for, to share the load. Jesus stood outside the tomb of his friend and wept but He did not weep alone. It was a deep, human moment. “ Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted ” (Matt 5:4). If anyone knows how we feel in grief, it’s Him. But His grief did not linger long, as at the mention of his name, Lazarus came forth. We are not meant to dwell in grief, but should leave room enough for it. Let it run its course. Like the song says, “ Every Storm Runs Out Of Rain .” Another song says, “ The storm We will dance as it breaks The storm It will give as it takes And all of our pain is washed away Don't cry or be afraid Some things...

"U," the Klingon Opera Makes Debut

Yes, I'm a geek.

From Space.com: "Die-hard 'Star Trek' fans may want to dust off their Klingon dictionaries and take a transporter to Europe for the debut of the first opera ever to be completely sung in the invented science fiction language."

"U" [pronounced "oo"] Synopsis: Kahless has been betrayed by his brother, who brutally slays their father. The sorrowful Kahless struggles against his enemy, a tyrant called Molor, and visits the underworld. There he is united with his true love, the Lady Lukara, and must, with her help, defeat 500 warriors to regain his honor, using the first Bat’leth (or “Sword of Honor"), which he creates from his own hair.

Here is the Klingon Victory Song, "yIjah, Qey' 'oH" from an episode of Deep Space 9:



Ok, one more just for fun (we haven't had enough already yet today):

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