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Everything I do lately seems to be one step behind. This is my 7-quick-takes-Friday post. It is Saturday afternoon.
I am having a flare up of Epstein-Barr after having some virus IN JANUARY. Boy is it getting old. I can usually only accomplish one larger task a day. Today it was going to the laundromat at 7AM. Which is actually nice, because I am not bumping elbows with anybody. Everything else I do today will be on more or less borrowed time, and I will struggle through whatever it is.
With grace and poise.
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While at said laundromat, one of those Saturday morning pseudo-news shows came on, with a panel discussion about the recent happenings in the Church. I believe they entitled the segment, "The Crisis in the Catholic Church." I don't know about you, but, yes though I am sad to say goodbye to Benedict XVI, I am not undone over it. I am not In Crisis, nor is the Church. We are still firmly rooted in the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. To be sure, we have some difficult work to do, and very grave matters to address; but with our dear Pope Emeritus praying for us, we will continue on.
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The aforementioned panel consisted of , a protestant minister, a classic "nun-on-the-bus," and a somewhat traditional -ish lay person.
Why, oh why, pray tell, when a TV show wants to talk about Catholic things, don't they get a decent representative? The claptrap coming from that television made me want to jump into one of the gigantic washers just to drown it out. I did read earlier this week that Fr. Barron was on another network commenting on the Pope's retirement, and that is good news. Here in Philly, where we have Archbishop Chaput to go to for info, what do we get? Larry, Moe, and Curly, fresh off the bus.
I have even written in to Hannity and O'Reilly, suggesting they find some actual Catholics, assuming they are not intentionally wanting to portray the Church in the worst possible light.
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My lenten disciplines have suffered somewhat, I wasn't able to get to daily mass several days this week, or corral myself to do some of my daily prayers. Oh, I still prayed, it was just more along the lines of, "Jesus, help!" He hears that kind, too. He very much came to our aid. And quickly!
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A very beautiful moment of Benedict XVI, captured here. (scroll down) I think he was an excellent Pope and is a beautiful soul.
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I heard this song today, and it just resonated. I tend to have spiritual experiences in unexpected places.
It just was a little conversation between God and I, apropos of what's going on with me personally and also the world.
We all have a weakness
Some of ours are easier to identify
Look me in the eye And ask for forgiveness
We'll make a pact to never speak That word again, yes, you are my friend
We all have something that digs at us At least we dig each other
So when weakness turns my ego up I know you'll count on the me from yesterday
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me
Sing this song Remind me that we'll always have each other When everything else is gone
We all have a sickness That cleverly attaches and multiplies No matter how we try
We all have someone that digs at us At least we dig each other
So when sickness turns my ego up I know you'll act as a clever medicine
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me
Sing this song Remind me that we'll always have each other When everything else is gone Oh, each other when everything else is gone
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me
Sing this song Remind me that we'll always have each other When everything else is gone Oh, each other, sing this song, when everything else is gone Oh, each other, when everything else is gone.
Look me in the eye And ask for forgiveness
We'll make a pact to never speak That word again, yes, you are my friend
We all have something that digs at us At least we dig each other
So when weakness turns my ego up I know you'll count on the me from yesterday
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me
Sing this song Remind me that we'll always have each other When everything else is gone
We all have a sickness That cleverly attaches and multiplies No matter how we try
We all have someone that digs at us At least we dig each other
So when sickness turns my ego up I know you'll act as a clever medicine
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me
Sing this song Remind me that we'll always have each other When everything else is gone Oh, each other when everything else is gone
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering The better part of me
Sing this song Remind me that we'll always have each other When everything else is gone Oh, each other, sing this song, when everything else is gone Oh, each other, when everything else is gone.
And He has said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.” Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me. Therefore I am well content with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, with difficulties, for Christ’s sake; for when I am weak, then I am strong.
2Corinthians 12:9-10
The media has to make everything into a crises, and their animosity toward the Catholic Church just compounds things. I read a very similar article in today's paper. It also used the word "crises" in the title. I asked myself, what crises?
ReplyDeleteHope you feel better. Seems like everyone has something these days.
Thank you, Manny. This condition is something I more or less have to live with. I was doing really well until I got that whatever-it-was in January. I am thinking about trying to find someone who knows a lot about Epstein-Barr and how to manage it better.
DeleteI've always liked their music and I think "Dig" is probably my favorite Incubus tune, so I am pleasantly surprised to read this, even though I must admit I've never had the experience of reflecting spiritually on their music. Now I will have to give it another listen!
ReplyDeleteMy daughter Meghann reminded me that Dig was their song at the wedding :)
DeleteI often "hear" songs as being directed toward God. Idk -- probably a holdover from the worship song days. :) This one though really hits me as I struggle with myself. I know He is my "clever medicine"and that He will stick with me "when everything else is gone."
There are friends who pretend to be friends, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother. Proverbs 18:24
ps--sending you an email--need help!
I miss Archbishop Chaput!
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