Jim and I are very dissapointed…

Posted by admin on Dec 3rd, 2006

We have tried honey!
God knows we have tried!
We said,
“Terry, honey - you do sweeps week and people will come. They will see your sincerity and your good posts, and honey - they will comment! They will. Honey, they will! Terry, you’re bloggin’ for the Lord! Just like Corrie Ten Boom, sweetie!”
(Ah, Tammy, that was ‘Tramp for the Lord” - that was her book.)
“You don’t ask for donations like Jim and I did, or Gerald and Fr. Z does, no baby, you’re doin’ it for the Lord.
“Keep it up honey! Don’t you ever think of givin’ up bloggin’! Don’t you give up honey!
“Bob and Penny Lord love you and so do Jim and Tammy Faye Baker - well yeah! We’re divorced now -but we love ya Terry - we just love ya!”
- From our very special guest blogger, Tammy Faye.
(I am so ver klempft! Don’t feel guilty you don’t comment - I’ll be okay…oh that Tammy Faye - what a friend!)

All Righty Then………………..

Posted by admin on Dec 3rd, 2006

Pictured, Castro Street; “Happy Holigayze!” -is that Patrick in the middle? (And this is normal?)

Nurse Questions Why Homosexuality Not Considered Disorder on Basis of Medical Consequences?

By Steve JalsevacDecember 1, 2006 (LifeSiteNews.com) - Kathleen Melonakos, M.A., R.N., is a nurse and a representative of the Delaware Family Foundation. Melonakos says that while she worked as an RN for several years during the eighties and nineties at Stanford University Medical Center, she “saw some of the damage homosexuals do to their bodies with some of their sexual practices.”

The experiences of the unnecessary suffering that Melonakos saw eventually led to her current role of informing the public about the serious medical issues related to homosexual practices. She also exposes the tragic unwillingness of the medical community to admit the truth about the death and sufferings experienced by persons who engage in those practices. In her article, “Why Isn’t Homosexuality Considered A Disorder On The Basis Of Its Medical Consequences?”, republished in full on LifeSiteNews.com, Melonakos bluntly, but also compassionately addresses this issue that has become so important to her.

The former San Francisco nurse writes that she “knew personally a prominent dermatologist, a dentist, an engineer, and a hairdresser that died in their mid-forties of infectious diseases related to their homosexual behaviour patterns”. LifeSite News

Now that’s a good report - with a lot of basis! I smell a reality TV show here! NOT! Do you think anyone will listen to her? NOT!

What about the “Prozac Gay-Nation”? I know, and know of, very few homosexuals who are not on some form of anti-depressant or Valium and it’s sisters, or at the very least, some sleep inducing meds, as well as quite a few alcoholics in the bunch - I worked with them, and friends of friends, you know. (The recovered ones are usually on the meds - although, some like both - no wonder it’s called “gay”.) So what about the mental health issues? Oh, that’s right, it’s neither a neurosis or a disorder.

All righty then!
[Thus ends sweeps week on Abbey-Roads! No one came. Maybe I should just write reviews of WDTPRS?]

Didya know?

Posted by admin on Dec 3rd, 2006

Did you know that at the elevation in pre-Reformation England, some of the faithful were known to call out, “‘eave ‘im ‘igher!”
That would be, “Heave Him higher” so they could see the Sacred Host - and the priest better have held Him there a good while so they could adore.
That may explain why altar boys had to hold the chasuble, so the priest wouldn’t tire under the weight of its embroiderie. Don’tchya know?
I like that.

The liar, the witch, and the chancery

Posted by admin on Dec 3rd, 2006

Pictured, a scene from “The Pope and The Witch” from Yale University production.
In this production it appears as if the director has intended a John Paul II-like character to be suspended from his Parkinson’s seated position as opposed to what the script calls for, that the Pope’s character be in a frozen, “Crucifixion stroke state”. If that was their intention here, the play is even more offensive, not to mention stupid. How offensive is this play to stroke victims and the physically disabled, not to mention the Catholic Church? People with disabilities should mount a protest, since the Catholic Church will not. (News director at WCCO - get Darcey Polen on this story right away!)
Today, Ray from “Stella Borealis” sent me an email with the Star Tribune’s blog post on the play. Other bloggers have been decrying the U of M’s willingness to produce the play for weeks now. The plot, if you can call it that, sounded so stupid to me, I wondered why anyone would bother giving it any attention whatsoever. I thought, if it isn’t this play, its the “Last Temptation of Christ”, or the “Da Vinci Code” - who cares? Anti-Catholics are out there and they will continue to make art against the Church. After the initial outcry that gets the public’s attention and money, they all fade into oblivion. (But what if this sschmear is being taught in our universities?)
So I read the Katherine Kersten post (http://www.startribune.com/blogs/kersten/) Ray forwarded, certain there must be something he wanted me to see. At the end is a choice little tidbit that made my fangs come out and I started to salivate. And that is where I came up with my post title, “The liar, the witch, and the chancery” - although I was hesitant, since there are many good people at the chancery. (Now if only the U would do a play with a title like that - yet local institutions are so much in each other’s back pocket - they may need the Archdiocese some day - like now - when it’s spokesman promise not to protest a profoundly anti-Catholic play.)
The last 3 paragraphs of the article are very good:
“You can almost hear the thrill in director Robert Rosen’s bold “director’s statement” about “The Pope and the Witch”: “I chose this play because it’s political.” Rosen anticipates a backlash of unknown proportions, he told the Minnesota Daily. It’s as if he is inviting reactionary forces — perhaps dark figures a la “The Da Vinci Code” — to persecute him for the sake of his oh-so-daring art
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Please excuse the yawn. We live in a world where Danish cartoonists are in hiding, Russian dissenters are gunned down or poisoned, and even naming your god can invite a gruesome death in some countries. In such a world, it’s hard to be impressed with the guts it takes to dress witches as nuns at an American university.
Beating up on the pope is neither risky nor unpopular. In fact, you can face down the Catholic Church’s “power structure” and not risk a scratch. To wit: Archdiocese spokesman Dennis McGrath has assured the U that the archdiocese has no plans to organize protests or call Catholics into action against it. “We have a great deal of admiration for the university, its arts and activities,” McGrath said. “‘There’s not going to be any continued rancor that grows out of this.” - Star Tribune
“We have a great deal of admiration for the university, its arts and activities,” McGrath said. “‘There’s not going to be any continued rancor that grows out of this.” Oh I’ll just bet there will be buddy - you’ll be feeling the brunt of that statement, you can count on it. McGrath is the guy who more or less did a little “spin” regarding Fr. Altier’s exile - “Desert Voice” has the nitty-gritty on that - or was it at Spero News? If I remember correctly, he also has done some diplomatic double speak over past Rainbow Sashers and the Cathedral confrontations.
Back to the play. An Italian playwright wrote it, so I was wondering if he had the Italian Christmas witch, Befana in mind. Not that it matters. I believe individual productions insert their own twist to the play, as is obvious by the different Universities that produced it. It’s such a stupid premise though -
“So here’s a preview of what we’ll see next March, courtesy of Minnesota’s flagship institution of higher learning.
“The pope is in crisis,” explains the University of Minnesota’s website. “100,000 poor, starving orphans from Third World countries are arriving in St. Peter’s Square in what he believes is a plot by fanatical birth control activists to embarrass him and the church.” Overwrought, the pope has a “crucifixion stroke,” which freezes his arms in an outstretched position.
A witch cures the pope using hypnosis and a tractionlike device on which he is mounted as if in flight. The Vatican, we discover, is connected to a vast heroin-smuggling enterprise. As the play ends, the pope issues an encyclical announcing that he, like the witch, now supports drug legalization, and no longer sees “a condom as the devil’s raincoat.”
In case you missed the point, the U’s website spells it out: “[I]t is easy for a rich church to rage against abortion when millions are born into poverty, and become victims of the drug trade, from which people under the Vatican’s protection can fill their pockets.” -Star Tribune
Did you get that? “[I]t is easy for a rich church to rage against abortion when millions are born into poverty, and become victims of the drug trade, from which people under the Vatican’s protection can fill their pockets.” That premise is too dumb even for the U of M to support. How can anyone defend such a stupid thought. Oh wait, I bet they teach along those lines don’t they. I wonder if there is a crisis in academia?
I think there may be at our Chancery as well.
(Thanks Ray for ticking - I mean, tipping me off!:)

Saturday night and Sunday morning.

Posted by admin on Dec 3rd, 2006

Who wrote that? I completely forgot the author’s name. It will come back to me.
Anyway - what a difference a night makes.
At prayer this morning I looked at this painting on the cover of Magnificat this December. The house was still cold and it allowed me to empathize with the scene. Mary is sitting in the street - I doubt she would have - yet the image looks so lonely, Joseph being rejected by the innkeeper who must be directing him to the stable, the donkey is in the distance.
I like the painting, save for the “Camille” looking Madonna. She just wouldn’t be sitting in the street like that. (As if Joseph would leave her there to get run over by a bus or something!:)
As the heat from the furnace began to warm me, I was anticipating my hot shower, sipping a hot cup of French Market. Studying the cover picture, I was so grateful to have all of this convenience. A house, a warm one now - I keep it cold at night so the kitties will sleep with me - snuggled under the down. I always thank God for the convenience of a shower, no matter the season, the milk in my coffee, even the cigarette. I don’t make a show of saying grace, because I am always thanking God, except when I’m asking his forgiveness - which is just about as often. (I even thank God for days like yesterday that expose me for the curmudgeon I am.)
My luxury reminds me, everyday - throughout the day, to pray for the homeless, and those in other countries - such as Iraq, and today, the Philippines devastated by the typhoon. I always think of the kids. They are like Our Lady in this painting by Merson. Don’t they look cold and lonely?
Little animals and birds - even mice - tug at my heart. I like to pray for them as well. Driving the freeway from St. Agnes on Sunday mornings, the powerlines are loaded with choirs of birds, warming themselves in the rising sun. I imagine them praying their morning office and pray with them. Although I feel guilty and a bit foolish, I’m suddenly reminded to pray for children again. And to be so grateful for what I have, as well as to be able to share it. Not just at Christmas, or during Advent and Lent - but all year long. I like to do things for others and then forget I did it - and I’m really able to do that. When I give things away, I’m very aware that it was not mine in the first place. My house isn’t mine really, nor my car - I just use these things. In the end everything will be taken away anyway.
When I give things away; time, money, talent, possessions - sometimes I get a momentary ‘good feeling’ - it’s not my intention or reason for doing it however. The feeling quickly vanishes and I really do forget about it rather soon. It’s the realization that nothing is mine in the first place, everything has been a grace, a gift. Although, more than likely, I say or do something bad, and I understand that probably cancelled out any merit I may have gained. (Really, I honestly do not think of merit. I don’t do things to gain indulgences or points - I leave that up to Our Lady to take care of.)
In this way I can always go to prayer empty handed, poor, just like the Madonna sitting in that cold street in Merson’s painting - or more aptly, the publican in the temple, not raising his head.
Oh. Our Lady would not have had that pained, forlorn look on her face either. The paradox of poverty of spirit is this, as I mentioned in another post, and I will use the exact quote this time, and not as I imagined it to be;
“Mine are the heavens and mine is the earth. Mine are the nations, the just are mine, and mine the sinners. The angels are mine, and the Mother of God, and all things are mine; and God Himself is mine and for me, because Christ is mine and all for me.” - St. John of the Cross
My bunny rabbit is sitting outside, guarding her nest, reminding me to pray.

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