Lots Going On

All good. No worries. Just send up a few prayers for my intentions if you would be so kind.

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This Is the Best Thing I’ve Seen in Years!

Looks like Frank is back at it. Praised be Jesus Christ!

Let the “Less Stellar” Among US Soar

On the Feast of St. Joseph of Cupertino, I am reminded that God uses the weak to confound the strong. By all accounts, as a young man he was considered “unteachable” due to his utter lack of intelligence. And yet here we are, centuries later, celebrating him with the following collect.

“O God, Who didst purpose to draw all things unto Thine Only Begotten Son when He was lifted up from the earth, mercifully grant that we, by the merits and example of Thy seraphic confessor Joseph, being lifted above all earthly desires, may be worthy to come unto Him, Per Dominum Nostram…”

Did you catch all the “lifting up” and “soaring” references? Our boy could fly. I love the clever way the Church composed the collect but I love more that God raised him up as a mystical example for us (figuratively and literally raised him up).

St. Joseph of Cupertino, pray for us!

When God Flexes On Your Age

The Communion verse today at Mass (Sixteenth Sunday after Pentecost):

“O Lord, I will be mindful of Thy justice alone: Thou hast taught me from my youth, and unto old age and gray hairs, O God forsake me not.”

I have to admit I chuckled aloud as I eyeballed this one in my missal as Father was reading it at the altar.

For the record, my hair – what’s left of it – is still the same golden blonde my mother and all the Saxons, Scots, Dane, and Jutes seeded through the centuries as the day I was born. It’s the beard that’s turned stark white. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away. And He has the best sense of humor.

It’s a good thing I have a Y chromosome and don’t really care about these things.

In other news, I’ve seen a few of my favorite bloggers post this of late so I thought I’d chime in. Like them, I also counted myself blessed when I saw an email from Frank Walker a few days ago letting me know that he was on the mend. God bless this man. God keep him with us for many years. I can never express my gratitude to him not only for what he does every day but for his own personal kindness to me.

Keep praying, friends. Frank has plenty more “gray hairs” yet to sprout.

Rita in the Windy City

This was sent to me by a reader. It is in the Pompei Shrine in Chicago. Magnificent!

Take Advantage

Tonight I was blessed to attend a sung Mass for Our Lady’s Seven Sorrows. Following this I returned the church for an hour of Adoration. Earlier I had been to confession.

We don’t know when these things we take for granted may be snatched away from us again.

Take advantage…