Twilight Twitches

fetscherNews item: Monsignor Fetscher has fallen into an upholstery shop... Word has it... He is recovered.

That piece of wit came from good friend Dan Kroger.

The truth is, with your prayers, I am recovering. And believe me, the prayers are more important than you could possibly know. It’s funny how people will say “you’ve got my prayers and thoughts.” Somehow these days those words seem to be shallow on various occasions. But I can attest to the fact that they are not, at least for me. It was like in the misery I had people standing around me.

More than once, I was also thinking about how many people endure chronic illness and how many were suffering much worse.

I’m doing something I’ve never done before, and it might not be to your benefit. It’s very difficult for me to type, and so I am dictating this “Twitch” on my phone in the hope that Annie will be able to turn it into something that makes sense. The problem is verbosity...

My good friend Jack and I were sitng on the porch the other night chatting about a lot of things. One of the items was about how it’s so easy to get caught in conversations about health or the lack thereof.

Another item we discussed was how easy it is to forget people you’ve known for a long time and because you live in a different place or a different space, their names don’t come up and you tend to forget them. Then when you do have a chance to think a little bit, you realize how important they were. So if this current illness is causing me to stop and think about things like that, I am happy I’ve had the opportunity. I’m going to promise God that I’ll think about my past friends more frequently so that he will not have to give me these “wonderful opportunities.” I am also fairly convinced that I’ve tucked a good deal of purgatory under my belt.

My primary doctor told me that my cardiologist and my surgeon we’re dancing jigs in the hall about the new mitral valve they installed. My primary is a wonderful Irish woman and I guess that’s why jigs come to mind. I believe I heard it is a fairly new procedure. I’m happy for them. I shall pray that they will need no further people to give them jigging opportunities.

... which brings me to 2 Cor.8, your second scripture today.

Paul makes the case that Jesus became poor for our sake. The poverty he endured was taking on our broken humanity. Paul goes on to say we became rich by His self-gift in exchange.  He continues that our abundance is not being given to us exclusively but rather that now we are called to supply it to others. Moreover, their abundance also supplies us, “...that there may equality.“

Again, my thanks to the priests who blessed you in my place. I’m hearing wonderful things. I look forward to seeing you soon.
In Jesus,
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The rain was pouring down outside O'Connor's Irish Pub. There standing in front of a big puddle outside the pub was an old Irishman, drenched, holding a stick, with a piece of string dangling in the water. A passer-by stopped and asked him, "What are you doing?" “Fishing,” replied the old man. Feeling sorry for the old man, the gent says, “Come in out of the rain and have a drink with me.” In the warm ambiance of the pub, as they sip their whiskies, the gentleman, being a bit of a superior smart aleck, cannot resist asking, "So how many have you caught today?” "You're the 8th", replied the old man.

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