Hosanna… hoshi a na

In this blog I am bringing together threads of several thoughts.

The first – why have I been thinking of the word Hosanna?

As some of you know, (and my last blog mentioned) I had a fall a few weeks ago and injured myself. If you read my last blog, you would also know that I found a video of my late husband singing Holy City (with a small alteration to the words).

I played it so often, that some mornings when I woke up, “Hosanna in the highest…” was resounding in my mind. I smiled to myself and plodded on with what I could manage that day. Eventually that meant limping to the computer to work on book three in the series.

Until my office chair broke. After a day of sitting at my computer, on a hard wooden kitchen chair, I realised this Lounge chair at deskwas not going to work. So I decided to push a lounge chair into the room and made the pain worse.

Trying to work at the computer from the lounge chair, did not work either. I had to sit so awkwardly in order to see what I was looking up, I could barely walk.

But I could think…

I spend a lot of time checking the date origin of words for my book series. When I was writing the first one, Hold the Faith, there was a word which fitted what I wanted very well. When I checked the word, it was first used in the late nineteen hundreds. I could hardly put it in a book about the Apostle John (1st Century AD) and his (fictional) family and brethren. Since then, the date origin of words is carefully checked.

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So, the next time I woke up with ‘Hosanna in the highest’ in my thoughts, I pondered. I had some recollection of hearing in a sermon or sermonette that ‘hosanna’ meant ‘save us’. Mmm.

Now that I have been gifted an office chair that is very comfortable, I can sit at the computer for most of the day. (Still sore, so I have to move around some of the time.)

Finally, I looked up the word ‘Hosanna’.

Catholic Quick Answers states

“Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord! Hosanna in the highest!” (Matt. 21:9) was shouted by the crowds as Jesus entered Jerusalem. The word hosanna is associated with rejoicing.

I always check several sites

Of two others saying the same thing, this is clear – paragraph two

Hosanna is often thought of as a declaration of praise, similar to hallelujah , but it is actually a plea for salvation. The Hebrew root words are found in Psalm 118: 25, which says, “Save us, we pray, O LORD!” (ESV). The Hebrew words yasha (“deliver, save”) and anna (“beg, beseech”) combine to form the word that, in English, is “hosanna.” Literally, hosanna means “I beg you to save!” or “please deliver us!”

From another site, which was about the Feast of Tabernacles…

“Hoshi a na!”. This heartfelt cry is translated as “Save us now!”

So, however uplifting the song Holy City is, Hosanna doesn’t really fit

Perhaps the next time the lines of the song come to mind, I need to make a mental correction, and substitute ‘hosanna’ with ‘hallelujah’. Yes,  I looked that up too. It does mean ‘praise  God’.

Sharing my thoughts


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Holy City, video comfort

This is an off-subject post.

After a difficult few weeks, I capped it off by taking a ‘flying tumble’ in a shopping centre. I went flat out on the floor, having tripped over Old lady fallen flatthe almost unnoticeable base of a standing advertisement, that extended well beyond the advert… to balance it no doubt. But it was almost the same colour as the floor.

Embarrassed, yes. Shocked, mmm yes. Especially since I was unable to rise. Seems that both my knees and my wrists had taken the brunt of the fall. I could not push myself up using either.

There is an ‘Aussie’ saying… flat our like a lizard drinking. Well, that describes what I felt like, lying there, helpless on the floor of the shopping centre.

Two incredibly kind men came to help me up, one giving me instructions, as they lifted me. They waited to make sure that I could stand, and that my knees were ‘working’. Then the shopping centre security staff arrived to check that I was okay.

I went with some ladies to have a coffee, and we sat for a while, so I could get over the shock. When I felt my arm start to stiffen up, I knew it was time to go. If I waited any longer, I would not be able to drive home. (My car has gears, no power steering or power-assisted brakes.)

As people without a family, or anyone living alone at home will already know, these are the times when that little bit of practical help is most missed. My wrists and knees were very sore, and my left-arm (gear shift arm) was becoming more painful by the minute. So, at home, before noon, since I was already in such pain, I decided to get undressed and into my nightdress while I still could.

That was a wise move. By the evening, I could not lift my left arm as far as shoulder height. Even then the pain was… well, very painful. Tears to the eyes kind of pain. And TOTAL frustration at being unable to tie my hair back.

The quickest way to get prayer support was to put a message on my Facebook page. (And I honestly believe that those prayers were heard, and that is why the shoulder socket that the doctor believes might have been pushed back, healed quickly.) The pain of the torn muscles in my arm still limits me, as does the pain in my wrists and those swollen and bruised knees.

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Driving to the doctor today… well, I am glad he is reasonably nearby, or I would have had to have hired a taxi.computer folder

The comfort I found, in these past few painful days, was in the video I recently found when trying to sort out the many folders on various hard drives attached to my computer.

It was an ‘early’ practice… of my late husband singing. One of the most difficult things as time goes by after losing someone significant, is the loss of the little mannerisms, the expressions.  Photos do not show that.

But this video reminds me of his personality.

(Since he detested having videos taken of him – I feel very blessed to have these.)

When I bought the camera many years ago, I drove the poor man demented, trying to capture videos of him, especially when he was singing.

Either a lot of them were deleted at his request, or lost in the hard drive crash at the beginning of last year, I did not manage to find them all when I copied them off.

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His voice deteriorated over the eleven and a half years since diagnosis, as the pulmonary fibrosing increasingly robbed him of lung function.

(I can see now, watching the video,  the extra muscles it took for him to take a deep breath, in the hymn he was singing.)


But I am so grateful to have it.

This was my husband,  the man who sung ‘Let Me Be Your Shelter’ to me when he proposed. I loved hearing him sing. And I still can. I look at this video, and see his expressions, and just want to hug him.

One day I will again.

Till then, when loneliness, and the need to see a human face, and hear a voice overwhelm me, I can turn on the speakers and play a video of Geoff singing.

If you choose to watch it, I hope it gives you pleasure.



(Please excuse the little bit of camera shake)

Apostle Peter or Simon Magus?

It is amazing what can turn up in book research.

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In book three of the Apostle John series, of which ‘Hold the Faith’ was the first, some back-bench characters are moving forward, and some new characters are making an entrance.

These new characters  need a background, and I have done a huge amount of digging in the ‘Nile Delta’ (not literally LOL).


However, I needed something to happen to make one of the people coming in to the story become disillusioned with Christianity… in those days commonly called ‘The Way’.  Back to the tunnelling through the pages of early Christianity. A chance remark by one person set me off on an interesting investigation. It led me to… http://www.reformation.org/simon_peter_versus_simon_magus.html

It was over thirty A4 size pages long. But it was an interesting hypothesis.

Here is an example…

Simon Magus Blends Paganism With Christianity!

What Simon did was to bring the Babylonian and Greek religious beliefs into a form of Christianity in order to bring about, as Harnack says, a UNIVERSAL [Catholic] religion.

“The amalgam of paganism and Christianity which was characteristic of Gnosticism, and which was especially obvious in the Simonian system, is readily explicable in the teaching of Simon Magus, who, according to the story in Acts, was brought into intimate contact with Christian teaching without becoming a genuine member” (Ibid., p. 496).

And further on…

It was NOT Simon Peter who went to Rome to become Apostle to the Gentiles, but the SIMON in Rome was SIMON MAGUS!

That Peter the Apostle was not with Simon Magus in Rome is made plain by the Encyclopedia Biblica, col. 4554.

It was interesting that in the Biblical evidence that was quoted, the Apostle Paul was the Apostle to the Gentiles. Peter’s ministry was primarily to the Jews.

There is an interesting comment in that regard on https://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080806011158AA92HRN

There as many, or more, sites saying that Saint Peter went to Rome. (Saint?) That seems to divulge the authorship of those articles.

When writing background into my books, I usually do not rely on one source… unless it is the Bible, which is why I checked what others had to say.

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The Bible gives no clear direction of any of the Apostles. Could that be because the message they preached was more important than where they went? I think so.


Nevertheless, look out for Hamadi/Judah in book three. All this research, and more, was because of him.

Sharing some research


I will try and keep up my author page on Facebook – check it out


I still have the hold the faith one also, but the author page is for all the writings.