Twilight Twitches

Dear Family,
You don’t look a day over 60, but you are by two years. I thought some of you, along with me, might enjoy being 62 for a little while.

How are such wonders possible?

On October 7, 1958, the feast of the Holy Rosary, Pope Pius XII split off the southern 16 counties of the State of Florida from the Diocese of St. Augustine and established the Diocese of Miami.

Dear Family,
Wow! I opened the scriptures to see the readings for this weekend and came away thinking the Lord was looking over my shoulder ...our shoulders. If that isn’t enough, I just heard a roll of thunder as I was writing. Sometimes, subtle He isn’t.

In fact, I don’t think He is ever subtle. His presence to what I’m doing depends on how much attention I’m paying to Him. Sometimes, I’m listening. Sometimes, I even hear Him. Sadly, the roar of the daily tsunamis of politics and health drown out the consistent invitation God makes in all my moments.

Dear Family,
...that is the question. Whether ‘tis nobler in the body to risk the aches and coughs of ubiquitous COVID or to take up Masks against a sea of skeptics and by opposing, end the creeping habits of non-presence. No more; and by a caring, to say we bear the challenge and the thousand natural shocks.

There’s a good chance Shakespeare is spinning somewhere. Hamlet Act III, scene 1 has been scared. In the original, Hamlet bemoans his state but acknowledges that the alternative might be worse.

Dear Family,
Nine days ago (Friday the 4th), Annie and I were having a coffee (and tea) break, talking about the terrible divisions that are rupturing our country. Will we ever be able to overcome the hard attitudes that afflict so many? Can we find healing?

I thought it might be an idea to Twitch about and jotted down the title you see above without having any idea what would follow.

A few hours later, I came back to this page, and as I usually do before a Twitch, went to look at the three Scriptures readings assigned for today. I nearly fell off the chair.