Anniversary weekend. This is just a bookmark for my in laws celebration of their 60th wedding anniversary which actually falls on the 25th. Many family came by who we haven’t seen in a very long time. Conceived, planned, and superbly executed by Susan with midday dinner at Garrity woods followed by open house at the folks.
Feast of the Dedication of St. John Lateran Basilica
One of four major basilicas in Rome and the basilica of the bishop of Rome, the pope (not St. Peter’s as is popularly believed). Dedicated in 324. St. Peter’s is the seat of the archcathedral of the Ecumenical Patriarch of Constantinople for that day when we finally merge with our Orthodox brethren.
Starbucks Christmas, well, uh, holiday cup
If there is a war on Christianity in the U.S., it is because the fundies in the Robertson/Baker/Osteen/Roberts orbit, in their perpetual idiocy, bring it on us with their screw-your-neighbor-as-long-as-you-believe “anything-but-Catholic” obsession.
Sure Starbucks is pagan, top to bottom. The cartoon (yeah, adults do cartoons nowadays) on their stuff is just silly. Starbucks CEO is openly hostile to Christianity and conservatives. It’s half oily schtick. CEO Schultz is getting sales from pissing off faux Christians and the latest tempest in a teapot is sure to help that along.
A mystery. Before he was crucified, Christ prayed three times for unity for His apostles. So why then is Reformation Sunday, a day which symbolizes ultimate disunity, a day of celebration?
The septic was washed and pumped. Reviewed retirement numbers. Paid property taxes. Company bank deposit. Reviewed P&L with Moira. Worked on obsolete tooling report. Tried to get rid of the desk and decorative windmill, again. Basically, ditch digging but had a nice telecon with Kary Haar in spite of the call being dropped twice before we gave up. Did I mention being on Frontier Telecommunications is a total drag?
This week’s opinions: I am fascinated by both Rand Paul and Carly Fiorina.
I taught the last 6th/7th grade PRE (Parish Religious Education) class for the year today. It left me feeling melancholy, though I can’t quote say why. One student gave me a nice card and Wal Mart gift card and I was touched. The world has much false happiness to offer and Christianity isn’t doing enough to compete. I worry for my students and they remain in my prayers.
A fuller transition to St. John Vianney may be in the works.
Sunday afternoon Susan, Kate and I went to see the movie Poltergeist. Bad characters, bad pacing and not even a little frightening. Being a remake it was like a fax that has been sent through too many fax machines.
Tolerance and the First Amendment both took a small scale hit this week. Some apparent vigilante activist decided she disliked Susan’s Lexus or her “Choose Life” license plate and decided to puncture a hole in the driver’s side front tire. She was crouched down beside the rear tire when Susan walked out to the car at which point the woman quickly walked away.
Susan didn’t add things up until she noticed the loss of air. $189.00 later, Choose Life is being advertised once again up and down I-65 between Arcadia and Lafayette.
This was the week of the Florida Keys eight day getaway. Oh how I love it when Southwest Airlines isn’t full! Indy has a fantastic airport. The bed and breakfast we stayed at in Marathon was best imaginable, just fantastic.
On return from Florida, Susan stripped border and painted the entire upstairs hall and trimmed out the bathroom. I cut moulding, worked on the yard and finished painting the bathroom with some help from Kate. I am sick of home improvements and anxious to be done.
For posterity sake, I place here the memorandum note that winter has been longish at its end with eight inches of snow on the ground.
Beyond that, my thoughts come down to this. The true zealot for Christ seeks to draw people in to experience His love however imperfectly here on earth, but mostly in heaven. In my own time I find emotional climax at being present whenever others experience ultimate joys. Tears streamed forth the first time I saw Sarah Boyle sing on Britain’s Got Talent knowing of her ultimate joy and for the privilege of being able to experience the happiest moment of someone’s life.
And don’t we who take the creed merely wish that in the ultimate for others?
This reads like a journal entry.
Today yielded 6 or so inches of snow and March in like a lion.
I teach grade 6-7 religious education (PRE, Parish Religious Education as it’s officially known) at Sacred Heart of Jesus Catholic Church, Cicero, Indiana. I also have membership at St. John Vianney Catholic Church, Fishers. Classes were canceled today for the first time this year due to the heavy snow.
Susan went to Lafayette yesterday. I went to St. John Vianney.
Yesterday we had our organizational meeting for the Carmel Deanery chapter of the Catholic Aviation Association. I left my jacket at the meeting site, Carmel Lions Club, as is my tendency.
Trips to the credit union, car wash, Lowe’s and Meijer rounded out the day.
Thirtieth Sunday in Ordinary Time (Latin, traditional: Feast of Christ the King)
23rd Sunday After Pentecost (Byzantine/Eastern Catholic)
I sure miss the traditional when it comes to commemorating Sundays and feasts.
Ok, problem of the week: How to keep Sunday holy. At the outset I accept that under the new covenant established by Christ and confirmed by His words and example in the Gospel, the Holy Spirit was sent to men to govern and guide the Church. This business of asserting that the teachings and precepts of Catholics are merely “laws of men” tries to erase the words and actions of Christ in the gospels and His apostles and disciples in Acts of the Apostles, and assumes that the Holy Spirit plays no role in the guidance of the Church. That’s unfortunate, but I accept that Sunday is the right observance of the Sabbath and yet, I struggle with how to keep it holy.
I have decided to take today and begin to change that.
First and foremost, attendance at Mass is a given. As I have told my students, God gives us 176 hours in a week and only asks for 1-2 hours in return. That strikes me as extraordinarily reasonable, even generous. Father Saunders at EWTN.com also suggests we make it a day for family. I like that but it contrasts with others who suggest, and occasionally insist that it is a day to carry out the corporal acts of mercy. I don’t disagree but one of my weaknesses is that I’m not especially good at ministering people in particular situations, including the sick and likely, those in prison.