Twilight Twitches

Dear Family,
Tomorrow is the feast of the Transfiguration of the Lord, and it got me thinking about the Luminous mysteries of the rosary that Saint Pope John Paul II introduced in 2002. I highly recommend the Wikipedia article titled simply, ‘Rosary.” It’s a very interesting brief history of our devotion.

When Bubba and I walk (well, he walks and sometimes I ride) around the parking lot at night we say the rosary. The Luminous mysteries were really a great addition because they added events from the public ministry of Jesus.

Dear Family,
It must be the heat. My slate is blank, or almost... Maybe this is a moment to talk a bit about something that has been at the back of my “heat-oppressed mind.” (That’s a line from Shakespeare’s Macbeth. Unfortunately, what is in Macbeth’s vision is a dagger which he can’t touch but only see. It’s pretty black as visions go, but you’ll have to read the play. What I want to talk about isn’t that bleak, much less black.) It’s about weddings.

The folk who I would like to read this are not likely to see it, but maybe if their parents or grandparents do, it might get through. Not necessarily in order of importance, I’ll call these ponderings...

Dear Family,
Well, here I am again, writing on (last) Tuesday, wondering what the world will look like tomorrow as a result of what happened to it yesterday. I don’t think there is a whole lot of ‘ordinary’ to be found, unless perhaps it’s ordinary dumbness.

I feel a spell of analysis coming on I probably should resist. I want whatever I say, here or from the pulpit or anywhere to make sense and to be an accurate understanding of the Gospel. As usual, my question is how does the gospel help us live through the issues that face us as Church, as country, as individuals? As I’ve said before, I think writing these thoughts really is for me more than for you. Puffing scrambled thoughts and feelings into subject, object and verb, lets them make more sense – at least sometimes.

Dear Family,
Last Sunday, I floated the idea of having one weekend where we would have just one Mass so that all the sunbirds (year-rounders) could have a chance to meet. We get pretty rut-bound and never shall the five o’clockers meet the 11 folk, much less 8:30. The idea actually got a round of applause. The more I thought about it, however, the more I worried that a lot of the peacocks (weekend folk who are passing through and took the time to find Mass on their way coming or going) would get messed up. SOOOO... (and here comes the reason why I get the big bucks):

THE FEAST OF THE ASSUMPTION OF THE  BLESSED MOTHER is WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 15th!
This year the feast is a Holy Day of Obligation.