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Howdy. We've moved from Cayce, but St. Elizabeth of South Rose Hill or Lizette de Waccamaw de Sud just don't do it for me.
Sent to someone else... copied here.
We visited a small church in Mt. Airy, NC for Saturday Mass last week. They had a piano player playing from what must have been "The Incredibly High Soprano Songbook for the Operatic Crowd." Even Izzy (a tenor) couldn't keep up with the melody line. The homily was pretty good, though--a nice explanation of Corpus Christi and adoration; I guess there are always tradeoffs.
We had great fun riding around on the bike in Western Virginia--there was one stretch where Izzy did an amazing job when the pavement ended and we had about 10 miles of gravel, with many, many switchbacks going first up, then down the mountain. We'd been out looking at covered bridges, and were headed back for a cookout, then looking at stars.
Much mush on our annual cabin trip...
...is kinda like making a blog or diary entry. Double purpose.
Mom,
Thanks for the nice note.
It's quite nice down here at the beach (for a work conference.) The weather couldn't be nicer.
I'm in my room, checking email during the break between the last session of the day and the awards banquet this evening. There's music coming a gathering of New York City firefighters in the pool/courtyard area. I think we'd be pretty safe in the event of a fire breaking out--lots of guys here with experience in evacuating burning buildings.
I'm copying this reply to [Izzy], so that he can see your wishes for a great weekend in Virginia.
Say "Howdy" to anyone you see this weekend, especially if any Memorial Day cookouts happen. I don't know if you heard, but I stopped off at Bro 2 & S-i-L's (B2W2) with ice cream bars and pecan pie on Monday. (I had to travel to Anderson unpexpectedly, and their house wasn't too far off of the route home.) Niece B2D5 was very excited to tell me something, and kept calling me Grandma B... I told her that this was a great name to be called....
See you next week.
Mom had written:
I’m sorry I didn’t get back to you before you left for your conference. I hope you enjoy the week, and that you and [Izzy] have an incredible weekend in Virginia! Thanks for keeping in touch with your Momma, and for all your sweet thoughtfulness. I love you and will see you when you get back next week. Have a great week! Mom
Received a couple of interesting faith-related links today.
The first ** was for a site that is a great parody of traditio sites (but more so a great parody of the ALL CAPS!!!!! writing style.) While my conservative background makes me appreciate the traditio arguments...we couldn't see converting to Catholicism just to become schismatics. However, the SSPI might be just the group... 8-)
The second site (http://www.getreligion.org/?p=798) is a blog that had a link to an online political opinion test developed by the Pew Research Center for People and the Press. The online test forces answers to political, social and economic questions. Based on my answers, I scored as an Upbeat. My "peeps" are most likely wealthy well-educated, white, young infrequent church attenders. "We" are independents who feel positively about the government (maybe work for it...?), feel OK about business and immigrants, get our news from the Internet, etc.
Wonder what I'd be like (or my type group) would be if I could actually give the complex answers the questions deserved?
Traditio answers seem too easy; Pew's answers seem too skimpy.
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** SSPI was here: http://www.netaxs.com/~salvucci/SSPI/SSPIindex.html, but that site seems to have disappeared. Try http://thrownback.blogspot.com/2005_05_15_thrownback_archive.html and scroll down to "For the Real Traditionalists."
Ate an hors d'ouevres dinner in the back yard with prefect breezes from the storm that passed us by to the south. Great ideas. Perfect coffee (he always makes perfect coffee) with a brie/gingersnaps/applesauce dessert. Watched the Raymond finale that had been taped the previous evening....
Sometimes, the evening is the reward for the decades.
I wrote this last year. I was driving to church to rehease the music before the 3 PM Good Friday Service. I was still thinking about the Maundy Thursday Mass of the Lord's Supper the previous evening. After the Mass was completed, we processed out of the church, following the Blessed Sacrament to the Chapel of Repose. The combination of the chants and the time spent in prayer and adoration were truly moving. Equally moving was going back into the Chapel to retrieve my purse and seeing the open, empty tabernacle.
He was not here...He was not yet risen.
Even though He was across the courtyard, His absence from the Chapel made me anticipate Easter all the more.
So, driving to choir practice through a neighborhood filled with azaleas and dogwoods in bloom, I wasn't thinking about the horror that Christ experienced on Good Friday. Those recollections would come later as we recited the Passion for the 2nd time that week. I was aware of my longing for the return of Christ to our Chapel, for the resumption of Masses, for Easter. I found a few words running through my head as I rounded a corner past a wall of wisteria. I shared the lines with Isidore later, and was honored when he immediately adopted them as his sig.
The earth, who could not hold Him,
bursts forth every spring
celebrating her failure.
If you use it, please add some sort of attribution.
St. Elizabeth of Cayce.
http://tinyurl.com/dh6lf
Snuck into a speech by B16. Good to know folks out there can do Latin translation in their heads.
Or, when will posts actually show up...?
Thought I might find a place to record thoughts. Wonder what I'll find I'm thinking about once I pay more attention?
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