Archive | December 2012

The Girl Nobody Likes

Everyone, believer or non-believer, has to come to terms with the reality of evil; but, for the non-believer, evil poses no philosophical puzzle.  To the non-believer, life is what life is – there is no ‘meant to be’.  The non-believer never claims that the world has meaning and purpose.  If there is good, so be it.  If there is evil – well, what do you expect?  It’s all ‘sound and fury’ anyway.

A believer lives in the same world that the non-believer does and yet the believer makes the outrageous claim that the world was meant, not for chaos and confusion, but for justice and peace, mercy and truth.  No wonder we’re laughed at! 


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Feast of the Holy Innocents, Martyrs


When the magi had departed, behold, the angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said, “Rise, take the child and his mother, flee to Egypt, and stay there until I tell you.  Herod is going to search for the child to destroy him.”

Joseph rose and took the child and his mother by night and departed for Egypt.  He stayed there until the death of Herod, that what the Lord had said through the prophet might be fulfilled,

Out of Egypt I called my son.

When Herod realized that he had been deceived by the magi, he became furious.  He ordered the massacre of all the boys in Bethlehem and its vicinity two years old and under, in accordance with the time he had ascertained from the magi.

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Hidden In Plain Sight

There’s a world of difference between what it is that we want and what it is that we need.  There’s also a world of difference between the god we want and the God we need.  To appreciate the Mystery of the Incarnation we have to accept two incredible Truths.  We have to get our heads wrapped around the astonishing idea that God entered the world; but what’s even more astonishing is the revelation that God is the embodiment of weakness and vulnerability.  Go figure!


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Solemnity of the Nativity of the Lord


In those days a decree went out from Caesar Augustus
that the whole world should be enrolled.
This was the first enrollment,
when Quirinius was governor of Syria.
So all went to be enrolled, each to his own town.
And Joseph too went up from Galilee from the town of Nazareth
to Judea, to the city of David that is called Bethlehem,
because he was of the house and family of David,
to be enrolled with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child.
While they were there,
the time came for her to have her child,
and she gave birth to her firstborn son.
She wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger,
because there was no room for them in the inn.

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Chatter in the Blogosphere

One of the things I spend time doing, and I’m pretty sure other folks are doing the same thing, is meandering around the ‘net and dropping in on other people’s conversations.  For example, from time to time I get a ‘like’ on one of my posts from someone I don’t recognize.  Chances are, I’ll click on that person’s gravitar to find their blog then poke around looking for a post that interests me.  From there, I’ll find a comment I can relate to and follow that person’s gravitar into their blog.  On and on.  I might end up anywhere.  The wonder is that I haven’t landed on Kevin Bacon’s blog!  Read More…

Your loss, my loss

Most days, after Mass, I stick around to pray.  Sometimes I share the church with three or four others, sometimes I’m by myself.  Sometimes I’m by the tabernacle, sometimes I just sit in a pew with my eyes closed.

Quiet prayer in church is such a comfort that I marvel more people don’t join me.  How do other people keep their equilibrium without it?  I kind of think they don’t.  I suspect most Americans these days are agitated 24/7.  I’m not.  I pray.

Since it’s so much in the news, now, I meditated, today, on the agony of losing a child.  It’s little consolation to me that my child is still with me.  There’s no solace in the realization that other people are the ones taking the loss.  Grief is grief.  Grief is public property.  I see no advantage in disowning grief. Read More…