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I dare you to Cross ME

December12

Hey Boys (defined as, Arol Wolford, Barry Morrow and Jim Eckstein*).

So… I stumbled upon a gallant group of inspired men that very much remind of you (other) three.

This group meets here in Alpharetta. I thought this was a simple small group for Bible study. However, these fellows are extremely bright, articulate, and full-on Catholics. Indeed, their focus is Regnum Christi. A far cry from the typical Southern Baptist dicks-on-the-table and tissue-box fair that defines many things Atlanta.

I joined them this morning and was instantly galvanized, inspired (kind of intimidated) and very much enthused. I immediately valued and loved the traditions and rituals I witnessed. While complicated, it occurred to me (maybe reminded) that religion is also fun and interesting. Key words: History, Perception, and Discernment.

I’m ever so confident they are taken aback somewhat by my sophomoric evangelistic “Christian-ness”; and, decidedly unschooled, at that. However, they appear determined to live-up collectively to the designs of Regnum Christi, and are pondering the appropriate training wheels for me. They have an App!

So… This is probably a big mistake. And, I may set the Catholic faith, and certainly their tolerance and patience back a century or two. But, I am going to pursue this effort with vigor – and you three are gonna help me!

I am lifting Arol up(!) today, with his dear and departed Ralph Paradise.

I know I see Arol next Friday. And, I hope Jim and Barry thereabouts.

With that, hugs abound.

NOTE: I’m having lunch with Durwood Snead on the 30th. I plan on talking about you all with enough vigor to make your ears burn.

brian patrick cork
– sent from my triumphantly and technologically advanced albeit unapologetically large iPhone 6+ mobile device

* Nope… Not Jewish. However, he would be a really cool Jewish dude.

Walker Percy Might Recognize The Kardashians

October9

just so we are clear, Greg is my earthly brother. rumor has it we share the same set of parents. there are of course, other, and competing rumors – and innuendo. according to one of my God Mothers, Clare, I was a “ma-tai baby and there were witnesses”. however, it all pales compared to the vale, and in the scheme of most things. Greg was a brilliant High School student and then road Walker Percy relentlessly through University.

NOTE: some of this (that which follows; that which precedes, not at all, as far as we know) is lifted from a recent exchange with Barry Morrow (I like the manner in which he conducts his own pen) in my recent exchange with Greg (not Barry. however, that did lead to some activity like lively email exchanges and invitations to eat hamburgers).

Greg:

I’ve long been a “poser” regarding Walker Percy. When you drop the name people appear alarmed, go bug-eyed, or nod wisely as though we are, together, on to something. But, no one ever pursues (rather like thinking about sex while staring through a windshield driving your in-laws to the airport). Interpretation of his efforts seem to evolve with ones own life perspective. Oddly, perhaps, I equate that with efforts around the Bible. I’m better off listening to other people that can make lots of [better formed] apologies.

A friend of mine, Barry Morrow (he is lovely and tortured), has quoted Percy a lot, and especially from The Moviegoer, in his own first book, Heaven Observed. There are lots of existential questions that run throughout the book, like why a man can feel more at home during a tornado, rather than the typical malaise that enshrouds him when everything is provided to him, at ease in Zion. Very much like Solomon in Ecclesiastes. And, us.

In any event, when I eat a hamburger with Barry I tend to think of you. It’s good (Barry, the burgers, and you).

Much love.

– Brian

on another NOTE... The Movie Goer is much too sublime for Wikipedia and reference. however, it would make for a terrific television series. I would make my daughters watch it with me. anything is better than all things Kardashian. Go figure. No… Go forth! As you might in the Biblical sense.

I don’t know how to sing the blues

July9

borrowed, with gratitude from, Humans of New York : http://lnkd.in/bgtFJi5

the rest is me. sometimes we need examples of who not to be and what not to do.

some people channel such BULLSHIT through their lives.

so… that got me to the following:

Joanne has cancer. I spend almost every minute of the day willing her to be healed. I would take every ounce of strength I have and infuse her with it. I would give her every last drop of blood and white blood cells I can generate. I would carry her to the top of the mountain if I thought God could hear me more clearly.

this morning I ventured out to Starbucks in my Jeep. I often do annoying things that might include singing country songs at the top of my voice out of key, pray, play music loud (my current favorite to the horror of my neighborhood) is, What It’s Like (not a country song) by Everlast, from the Whitey Ford Sings the Blues album. it fits nicely with an open-air Jeep Wrangler (in Milton, Georgia this is the new Porsche).

a prayer popped into my head. then I realized it was a poem. then thought it might be a prayer. but, $@&% it… I meant it.

I love God He keeps me on my feet I love God He does not know the meaning of defeat I love God He keeps me on my toes I love God he is the architect of my woes I love God He makes me strong I love God He confuses my understanding of luck and fortuna I love God I beg him to make Jo well Soona (that was me rollin a bit ghetto).

so… what if poems are a form of prayer? does that mean stupid poems possess the potential to piss off God? if it makes me feel better, I think that’s a good sign.

…this reminds me… I wish Brandon, the creator and curator of Human of New York, would offer a method other than TUMBLR to share his own efforts. I wonder if he hears me?

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

Call Him what you must

December25

call Him what you will…

“that amorphous deity used to describe the magic, wonder, and beautifully unattainable mystery of our life and universe – describable only in poetry, metaphors, and parables which are often taken a bit too literally resulting in judgement, division, and violence.”

I say God. so, thank you God. but, no religion attached. I’m certain of the one and very open-minded abut the other. just convicted about it all. …all of it.

Merry Christmas.

go listen to, Love Came Down At Christmas, by Jars of Clay. do it!

or, watch it…

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

by the way… I spoke to my brother today. that left me with two thoughts…

I suspect Ken (not my brother) rats me out in a sense without really understanding context.

and,

to sort of quote…  it’s important to forgive.
ask yourself, “what have you had the hardest time forgiving?”
most will reply, “I’m not sure.”
consider, “when have you most needed forgiveness?”
again, most must certainly say, “I’m not sure about that either. I’m not talking about anything big, really. I’m talking about all the small things that need forgiveness. stuff with your brothers and sisters and friends. forgiveness keeps relationships moving. without forgiveness, everything comes to an end.”

let it all; all of it; begin tonight.

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