Thursday, September 30, 2010
Football is back and that's very fine. I really did miss Brett, Peyton, Troy and of course the whole Fox team.
The horrible Summer heat has broken and the tempreture drops below 80 again. Soon I'll be able to break out my thin Fall gloves and light sweaters. I love it.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Kick Moorish butt and save your country like Queen Isabella
Become a doctor of the Church like my friend, St. Therese
Help a pope like St. Catherine of Siena
Infuriate klansmen and garden variety racists like St. Katherine Drexel
Conquer the known world and look cute while doing it, like the Romans.
Indulge your inner wiseacre like me and mock the great pants debate . HT to In Haught Pursuit for giving me the idea for this post.
His topic was the afterlife. He made us laugh when he told us that Americans are so afraid of death that we pretty it up --- Uncle Vinny in his casket looks sweeter than he ever did in life. Instead of praying for Vinnie's soul knowing full well that the last time anyone saw him express religious fervour was at his First Communion, we canonize him and blandly assume that he's in heaven. Or we go goth and glamorize death. We thrash about wildly and fail to see the great beauty, the great joy of making a good death and seeing the Holy Face.
Will there be sex in heaven? No, Fr. told us and I swear some of the older (?) folks looked disappointed. Sex is for reproduction and in heaven that won't be needed. Will we have wings and sit around on clouds looking smug and plucking harps? No, Father told us. He also added that to his mind that sounded a bit like hell which got a hearty laugh. Will we all go to heaven? No, of course not. He ended his talk with a blessing and one of the sturdy young monks that came with him and a layman helped him up and to the elevator. There was a reception and book signing afterwards but St. Thomas More has steep steps. Rocky's knee didn't need the pain and since I sprained my ankle I didn't need it either. So we went home and prayed that Fr. Groeschel have a safe, uneventful trip back to New York.
It really, really bothers me that so many people slobber over killers and completely forget the murder victims. Julian and Charles Lewis died a horrible and painful death. Charles was just 25. Julian, his father suffered for some time before he finally died. I have not seen a single blog or news article express pity for them but I've seen several that expressed sympathy for the wife and stepmother who plotted their deaths. I couldn't even find a photograph of the victims.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Prayer of Reparation
O Most Holy Trinity, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, I adore thee profoundly. I offer thee the most precious Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity of Jesus Christ, present in all the tabernacles of the world, in reparation for the outrages, sacrileges and indifferences by which He is offended. By the infinite merits of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, and the Immaculate Heart of Mary, I beg of thee the conversion of poor sinners.
THE DIVINE PRAISES IN REPARATION FOR BLASPHEMIES
Blessed be God
Blessed be His Holy Name
Blessed be Jesus Christ, true God and true Man
Blessed be the Name of Jesus
Blessed be His Most Sacred Heart
Blessed be His Most Precious Blood
Blessed be Jesus in the Most Holy Sacrament of the Altar
Blessed be the Holy Ghost, the Paraclete
Blessed be the great Mother of God, Mary most holy
Blessed be her holy and Immaculate Conception
Blessed be her glorious Assumption
Blessed be the name of Mary, Virgin and Mother
Blessed be St Joseph, her most chaste spouse
Blessed be God in His Angels and in His Saints
Jacinta, Francisco and Lucia, pray for us.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Rocky and I were in Lancaster, PA when we walked into the Mennonite run visitor's center. This sweet hymn was playing on the radio and I never forgot it. It beats the heck of 90% of the stuff that's played in most parishes.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
One man has made it his mission to save church treasures. He's opened a museum. I thank him for his efforts but boy I wish more of our bishops were better stewards.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Do I wear pants? No, they don't look good on me and I find them too confining. I've been in the mountains, swamps and woodlands in skirts and did just fine. I do own one pair of jeans that I reserve for nasty, dirty jobs but that's it. I saw that one blogger got over 300 comments after her vent about pants. I wish people would be that passionate about the liturgy.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
The cardinal is a fascinating, mystifying man. He says all the right things during Mass, he is incredibly charming and looks like a wee leprechaun but it's only one aspect of the man. In speeches to private groups he says things that are frankly, disturbing when coming from the mouth of a prince of the Church.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
They have no memorial in New York. They've been failed so many ways over these last nine years. Eternal rest grant unto them oh Lord. Let perpetual light shine upon them. May they rest in peace.Out of the depths have I cried unto Thee, O Lord: Lord hear my voice. De profúndis clamávi ad te, Dómine: Dómine, exáudi vocem meam.
Let Thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplication. Fiant aures tuae intendéntes: in vocem deprecationes meae.
If Thou, Lord, shouldst mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand? Si iniquitátes observaveris, Dómine: Dómine, quis sustinébit.
But there is forgiveness with Thee: because of Thy law I wait for Thee, O Lord. Quia apud te propitiátio est: et propter legem tuam sustinui te, Dómine.
My soul waiteth on His word: my soul hopeth in the Lord. Sustinuit ánima mea in verbo ejus: sperávit ánima mea in Dómino.
From the morning watch even until night let Israel hope in the Lord: A custodia matutina usque ad noctem: specret Israel in Dómino.
For with the Lord there is mercy, and with Him is plentiful redemption. Quia apud Dóminum misericordia: et copiósa apud eum redémptio.
And He shall redeem Israel, from all their iniquities. Et ipse redimet Israel, ex ómnibus iniquitátibus ejus.
Thursday, September 09, 2010
Monday, September 06, 2010
We were particularly interested in a scene where Gregory, the seminarian-to-be and Monica run into a church. The rosary is being prayed and the church is not only packed but the priest, who is presented as a wise, noble man is leading it with four altar boys by his side. The thugs chasing Monica follow but take off their hats in church and when an usher frowns at them they sit down.
At the end of the movie Gregory is sitting in his cassock with his class listening to the rector, who quotes the following poem. As the old priest talks the camera pans up to a close up of Our Lady of Mount Carmel and then the picture fades to black. Bedevilled was not a great film. It wasn't meant to be but it was entertaining, suspenseful and showed a world that doesn't exist anymore. The priesthood, the religious life, and the Church were shown with respect. The hero is presented with two great problems. He must save the heroine and he must make it the seminary. The writers of the movie make it clear that if Gregory isn't at the seminary come Monday morning it would be a great tragedy. Can you imagine anything like this being made today?
To live in the midst of the world
without wishing its pleasures;
To be a member of each family,
yet belonging to none;
To share all suffering;
to penetrate all secrets;
To heal all wounds;
to go from men to God
and offer Him their prayers;
To return from God to men
to bring pardon and hope;
To have a heart of fire for Charity,
and a heart of bronze for Chastity
To teach and to pardon,
console and bless always.
My God, what a life;
and it is yours,
O priest of Jesus Christ.
Saturday, September 04, 2010
Confession is such a wonderful gift. You go in, make a clean breast of things and come out in a state of grace.