Saturday, December 09, 2006

Another belated feast day!


A quick glance over this icon might just leave you thinking, "Oh, yet another Byzantine style Madonna and Child." To which I would like to respond:

WRONG!!!!!

Closer inspection of the iconography of the piece (direction of the child's eyes, clothing styles, stars on the child's forehead and shoulders) and the general appearance of the two figures instead indicate that this is, in fact, an icon of Madonna and Mother, aka the Blessed Virgin Mary and her mother, St. Anne.

Which is perfect for yesterday's holy day -- the Feast of the Immaculate Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary. That is not, as is commonly believed, the Virgin Birth or the Annunciation, but when Mary was conceived without the stain of original sin.

There are people who get all worked up because this dogma wasn't infallibly declared until something like 1850, but it was a belief of the church for just about as long as it's been around. Take, for example, this quote from the 16th century:

"It is a sweet and pious belief that the infusion of Mary’s soul was effected without original sin; so that in the very infusion of her soul she was also purified from original sin and adorned with God’s gifts, receiving a pure soul infused by God; thus from the first moment she began to live she was free from all sin."

And some other quotes:

"She is full of grace, proclaimed to be entirely without sin—something exceedingly great. For God’s grace fills her with everything good and makes her devoid of all evil."

"The veneration of Mary is inscribed in the very depths of the human heart."

"[She is the] highest woman and the noblest gem in Christianity after Christ…She is nobility, wisdom, and holiness personified. We can never honor her enough."

So, in conclusion... yeah, it's a pretty rock-awesome feast, as they go.

(Oh, and by the way... you know all those quotes? Yep, you guessed it -- Martin Luther himself!)

Monday, November 27, 2006

Solemnity of Christ the King, one day late


Crown Him with many crowns, the Lamb upon His throne.
Hark! How the heavenly anthem drowns all music but its own.
Awake, my soul, and sing of Him who died for thee,
And hail Him as thy matchless King through all eternity.

Crown Him the virgin’s Son, the God incarnate born,
Whose arm those crimson trophies won which now His brow adorn;
Fruit of the mystic rose, as of that rose the stem;
The root whence mercy ever flows, the Babe of Bethlehem.

Crown Him the Son of God, before the worlds began,
And ye who tread where He hath trod, crown Him the Son of Man;
Who every grief hath known that wrings the human breast,
And takes and bears them for His own, that all in Him may rest.

Crown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed over the grave,
And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save.
His glories now we sing, Who died, and rose on high,
Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.

Crown Him the Lord of peace, Whose power a scepter sways
From pole to pole, that wars may cease, and all be prayer and praise.
His reign shall know no end, and round His piercèd feet
Fair flowers of paradise extend their fragrance ever sweet.

Crown Him the Lord of love, behold His hands and side,
Those wounds, yet visible above, in beauty glorified.
No angel in the sky can fully bear that sight,
But downward bends his burning eye at mysteries so bright.

Crown Him the Lord of Heaven, enthroned in worlds above,
Crown Him the King to Whom is given the wondrous name of Love.
Crown Him with many crowns, as thrones before Him fall;
Crown Him, ye kings, with many crowns, for He is King of all.

Crown Him the Lord of lords, who over all doth reign,
Who once on earth, the incarnate Word, for ransomed sinners slain,
Now lives in realms of light, where saints with angels sing
Their songs before Him day and night, their God, Redeemer, King.

Crown Him the Lord of years, the Potentate of time,
Creator of the rolling spheres, ineffably sublime.
All hail, Redeemer, hail! For Thou has died for me;
Thy praise and glory shall not fail throughout eternity.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

So many saints. So few feastdays. Hooray for All Saints!


Hark! the sound of holy voices, chanting at the crystal sea,
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Lord, to Thee;
Multitude, which none can number, like the stars in glory stand
Clothed in white apparel, holding palms of victory in their hand.

Patriarch, and holy prophet, who prepared the way of Christ
King, apostle, saint, confessor, martyr and evangelist;
Saintly maiden, godly matron, widows who have watched to prayer
Joined in holy concert, singing to the Lord of all, are there.

They have come from tribulation, and have washed their robes in blood,
Washed them in the blood of Jesus; tried they were, and firm they stood;
Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, sawn asunder, slain with sword;
They have conquered death and Satan by the might of Christ the Lord.

Marching with Thy cross their banner, they have triumphed, following
Thee, the Captain of salvation, Thee, their Savior and their King;
Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered; gladly, Lord, with Thee they died;
And by death to life immortal they were born and glorified.

Now they reign in heav’nly glory, now they walk in golden light,
Now they drink, as from a river, holy bliss and infinite:
Love and peace they taste forever, and all truth and knowledge see
In the beatific vision of the blessèd Trinity.

God of God, the One begotten, Light of light, Emmanuel,
In Whose body joined together all the saints forever dwell;
Pour upon us of Thy fullness that we may forevermore
God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost adore.

Christopher Wordsworth

(PS. Yes, I realize I've been a little sparse on posting as of late. And no, I didn't switch to my Xanga for posting on religious matters... contrary to popular belief, Brady Quinn is not a god. Heh.)

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Heh.

"'If I ever murdered somebody,' he added quite simply, 'I dare say it might be an Optimist.'"

Father Brown in "The Three Tools of Death," by G.K. Chesterton

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Thoughts

The Israelites spent thousands of years waiting for the Messiah before the angel appeared to Mary.

The Jews of the Exodus spent forty years in the desert before they reached the promised land.

Our Lord spent three days in the grave before his glorious Ressurection.

Always remember that the Gospels don't end with the Crucifixion. Keep reading, guys... keep reading.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Parable

Deaf man: Hey, can you hear me?
Normal man: Yep, sure can.
Deaf man: ...
Normal man (louder): SURE CAN!!
Deaf man: ...
Normal man (yelling): I CAN HEAR YOU JUST FINE!
Deaf man: Fine, don't answer me.

This is so me, sometimes.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

This is not religious in nature.



But it must be seen.

Friday, August 25, 2006

Why We Suffer When God Loves Us

This is in response to Casey’s gracious request when I was asking for topics, as well as in response to the fact that a lot of people are asking this to themselves and getting dispirited about the answers they’re not finding. I’m not saying I’ve found them, but I have some thoughts.

All I can really offer are some thoughts, and I'm sorry to say, but I'm not sure if it's going to help a lot, for a variety of reasons. For instance, it's like when you're talking to someone... you know how sometimes it's really easy for you to see and understand something, but the other person just doesn't get it? And you wonder, because it seems so obvious and simple, but of course, like everything else in life, just isn't that obvious and simple. Except, this is worse, because this whole topic is something that *isn't* just so obvious and simple to me. It's something that I accept oftentimes more on the basis of faith than reason or even experience. And so maybe you'll read what I've written and be all, "That's great for her, she doesn't have any problems." Which, by the way, isn't true. But I can see how there might be a disconnect between what I'm saying and what you're feeling.

So, here we go.

1. God knows you're going to suffer and says that we have to suffer.

I wish that I could sugar coat the whole deal and just say, "God hates to see his children in pain so just close your eyes real tight and think happy thoughts and when you open them it will be all better!" The problem is, that isn't the truth of it. I think the whole problem people have with God all the time is that they have this picture of Him in their mind, a gentle God who gives out lollipops to the people who believe in Him, thus making their lives a breeze. Or, they look at all the pain, and death, and suffering in the world and they ask if God cares, because their conception of God is so good that he would not allow such pain to come to his creatures.

The logical fallacy there is that we are comparing the state of the world with the God we have in our heads. A lot of people pick their religion based on what they think God ought to be. My mom, for example, says that she cannot be a Catholic because, “My God would not institute…” blah, blah, blah. Quite frankly, the god that she comes up with, or the god that I come up with, or the god that anyone else comes up with is nothing more than a fairy tale that we keep in our heads to make us feel vaguely warm and fuzzy inside. But what happens is that we then pit that god up against all the big questions in life – such as, Why Does This Life Suck So Badly? – and we find that our god does not have the answers, because our god is a made-up charade of the real God, who is the God of Truth, not the God of Warm and Fuzzy Feelings.

It makes us feel depressed when our god doesn’t measure up to the challenge of life, because in many cases we don’t really know the real God, and so we just figure that God in general does not measure up. What we have to do is stop confusing the two, the god we want to be real, and the God who is real.

[Sidenote: I’m not saying here that everyone who does this does not actually know the real God or isn’t sincerely trying to follow Him, just that in some ways, and not all, they are confused about who He is. I do this all the time. We all do this.]

So anyway, a lot of people have this god who says: “I will make everything easy for you and you’ll never feel badly again.” And then you have this other God who says something quite different: a God who tells us that not only are we going to suffer, but we have to suffer and suffer the right way if we’re going to be made holy.

2. It happens to everybody. It isn’t a result of our lack of faith, or because we aren’t praying hard enough. When God does not seem to answer our prayers just as we want Him to, it is because He has other plans in mind.

St. Paul in 2 Corinthians tells of his hardships. “Five times at the hands of the Jews I received forty lashes minus one. Three times I was beaten with rods, once I was stoned, three times I was shipwrecked, I passed a night and a day on the deep; on frequent journeys, in dangers from rivers, dangers from robbers, dangers from my own race, dangers from Gentiles, dangers in the city, dangers in the wilderness, dangers at sea, dangers among false brothers, in toil and hardship, through many sleepless nights, through hunger and thirst, through frequent fastings, through cold and exposure. And apart from these things, there is the daily pressure upon me of my anxiety for all the churches” (11:24-28).

This from St. Paul, chosen by God himself to be an apostle, and yet met with such hardship. Certainly he prayed to be free from them, but he kept faith in God through it all even as he met with these trials.

Job is the classic example, and upright and God-fearing man who nonetheless is visited by terrible things, including the death of his family.

The most important example, of course, is Jesus himself, God’s own Son. In many verses it’s written not only that Jesus will suffer, but that he must suffer (Mark 8:31; 9:12, among many others). Throughout his ministry he suffers the abuse of others. He loses friends and followers. Judas betrays him and kills himself. Peter denies he ever knew him. And then he is expected to take responsibility for all the sin in the world and die a gruesome and terrible death for all of us. And he ain’t happy about it, either.

In what may be one of the most powerful passages in the entire Bible, the Agony in the Garden, Jesus prays to his father to “let this cup pass” (Matthew 26:39). He knows he is in pain and will know pain, he doesn’t want to, and he prays to His Father not to let him know pain. But then he adds the most important line in the passage: “yet, not as I will, but as you will.”

Jesus is our model for how we are supposed to pray. But, just like we like to follow a god who promises nothing but good to all his followers, we just like to pray the first bit when things get bad. “God,” we say, “let this cup pass from us,” forgetting that our will is not always His will.

He let His only Son suffer and die a terrible death. If we were in Jesus’ shoes/sandals, our response would probably be “What the heck, God? I prayed for you to spare me from this!” And God’s response would probably be a gentle, “And I decided not to.” Imagine if God had spared Jesus from the crucifixion. If he hadn’t died a sacrificial victim for our sake… What then? We’d have a world devoid of a Savior, and we’d all be lost and miserable. If God had “answered” Jesus’ prayer, His plan would have gone awry.

So, just like it’s the fake god of your imagination versus the Real God, it’s also your own desires versus God’s desires. And just like the fake god is often a lot nicer to think about, your own desires often seem a lot nicer. But in the end, just like fantasy withers before the truth, your own desires do not really count for much before God’s desires. Instead, he calls us to know Him, the Real Him, so that we can mold our will to His.

That being said…

3. It’s a human response to wonder “Why is this happening?”

Jeremiah 15:18 “Why is my pain continuous, my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? You have indeed become for me a treacherous brook, whose waters do not abide!”

And, again, most importantly:

“My God, my God… why have you abandoned me?” (Matthew 27:46). Here we have it from Jesus himself, wondering where His Father has gone while he is in agony. This does a couple of things: first, it reminds us how truly human Jesus was. Second, as Jesus is our example, it tells us that it is not a sin to ask “Why?” and to feel abandoned by God. Sin separates us from God, and Jesus had to take on the weight of sin to pay for us with His blood, so he felt this separation just like we do because of all the sin in us and in the world. However, this is not Jesus’ message. He did not come to earth to tell us it’s okay to feel broken and abandoned from time to time. He wants us to keep reading, so that we find out that despite all the pain, and all the suffering, and all the seemingly unanswered prayers… God has not abandoned Him, and God has not abandoned us.

The line “My God, My God…” comes from Psalm 22, which is in many ways a foreshadowing psalm to the Crucifixion (if you read it, you’ll see references to his garments being split, being parched for thirst, etc, etc, etc). However, just like the agony of the Crucifixion is not the last word, the Psalm does not end with the despair of the author. Rather:

“For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.” (22:24).

God is telling us that it is okay to suffer and to feel badly and to wonder where God is. But then He tells us the good news: “I have not abandoned you. I have heard you crying out to me. You did not understand in your pain what I wanted from you and for you, but you will know.”

4. God uses suffering to make us who he wants us to be.

It’s what I was saying about His will… He knows what we could never know, and when He does something it might well seem like He is doing it to punish us or that He has just flat out abandoned us, but we see from a very limited perspective. God knows where He wants us to be and He knows how to get us there, and it often uses suffering. Just like He used suffering for the salvation of the world, He uses suffering for our own personal salvation.

“The God of all grace who called you to his eternal glory through Christ [Jesus] will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you after you have suffered a little” (1 Peter 5:10). Here we see that suffering, which is temporary, sets us apart as God’s chosen – it confirms us.

It strengthens us – as we read on the back of the cross country team’s shirts, “Pain is just weakness leaving the body.” And it really is true… how do you get stronger physically, except by sweating and hurting for it? The same is true spiritually. If God takes away all of your pain and your trials and your tribulations… you might think yourself better off, but if you really think about it, you know it will just serve to keep you weak. In Job we learn that Satan says, “Is it for nothing that Job is God-fearing? Have you not surrounded him and his family and all that he has with protection?” (1:9). Job’s afflictions are to strengthen his faith, to prove that it is not “good weather” faith that flees at the first sign of hardship.

Other examples in Scripture tell us that if we want to reach salvation (which is where God wants us to be), we have to suffer in order to make ourselves holy like Jesus, who suffered for and with us, was holy.

“Whoever wishes to come after me must deny himself, take up his cross, and follow me” (Mark 8:34). We hear this all the time. It is basically Jesus saying to us, if you want to live in life with me, the Christ, you have to walk a long road with a heavy, painful cross on your back, even knowing that it might be leading to your death (or something similarly bad). Suffering leads to life.

For our situation, I can see a number of things that God might be trying to accomplish with us. For instance:
  • He wants us to know Him as He truly is and stop following the fake gods of our fancy.

  • He wants us to learn how to forgive one another as he commands us to do. He will use our suffering and the joy we will know when we finally can forgive each other to teach us the value of this virtue.

  • He wants to strengthen us for the rest of life. We’ll be able to use what we have learned here to help us in the future.

  • He is preparing us to be able to help others as Christ did. That’s our mission in life, to serve others, and here we are learning what that really takes and gaining the strength to be able to serve each other in our time of pain. “Because he himself was tested through what he suffered, he is able to help those who are being tested” (Hebrews 2:18).

  • He wants to bring us to the point where we can recognize Him in the midst of our pain, something that we all are realizing right now comes only with practice. But if we can learn now to trust entirely in Him, later when we are in pain we will be able to do the same.

  • He wants us to recognize that His will is sovereign and to understand what prayer is and what it is not. He wants to remind us of the “yet, not my will but your will.” The fact that he uses suffering to make us realize his will is evident in Hebrews 5:8: “[Jesus] learned obedience from what he suffered.”

Anyone who’s a Catholic is going to have to get used to the idea of suffering, because it is so deeply ingrained in Catholic spirituality that there is just no getting around it. The saints have universally preached the efficacy of suffering to get us closer to God, because suffering, if we let it, is what can make us holy. St. Therese of Lisieux, who would suffer little indignities just to grow closer to God, said that “Sanctity consists in suffering.”

Then there’s the popular belief that goodness and suffering are so alien to one another that a good God cannot allow suffering to occur. But frankly, suffering does occur, so if you want anything to make sense, the answer is that this god is the false god that we’ve been talking about all along.

5. There is a right way to suffer.

It doesn’t matter what we’re suffering from. In the NT, there is a lot of reference to suffering for the name of Christ and that sort of thing, so it could be religious persecution. But just like St. Paul and Job and Jeremiah, it could be just your “standard” suffering. However, if we are in the right state of mind about our suffering, it can become just as holy as strength in the face of religious persecution.

Countless saints have suffered from physical ills and offered these up to God as a way to gain holiness. Take, for instance, St. Therese of Lisieux who died at the age of 23 (or something like that) of a physical illness, but who suffered so beautifully and with such holiness that many people would almost be willing to call her a martyr. Or the late John Paul II, who suffered from the effects of aging with dignity and grace, as a testimony to the love of Jesus even in his pain.

I say this because some of the problems we’re facing today are physical. Depression is largely a chemical disorder that can be set right often with medicine. These things are no different than having diabetes or cancer, and as a result, are diseases that can be met with holiness and virtue. I say this because I can see you or someone saying, “Yeah, but deep dark despair and suicidal thought is not suffering how God intended it”… but I’m just reminding that “deep dark despair” and “suicidal thoughts” are still a disease and it can be borne in the right way, which glorifies God, and in the wrong way.

So, first of all, we already know that it is okay and human to wonder about things when we suffer. But just as suffering is not the last word, and redemption is, so we should not let ourselves end with doubt, but rather:

“If you are patient when you suffer for doing what is good, this is a grace before God” (1 Peter 2:20). So here’s our first example. Peter goes on to say how Jesus suffered patiently by not trying to get revenge on those who did bad things to Him. In our world, I would say this would correspond to not doing the whole “Screw you, God!” spiel because misfortune comes our way. Not only does that misinterpret the origin of pain in general (living in a sinful, Fallen world), but it does not do much for us. Because frankly, we cannot operate apart from God, and as much as we might question Him and wonder about Him because we just cannot in this state understand Him as we’d like to (“My God, my God…”), to reject him is a whole different story. The questioning is a natural result of our incapacity at grasping the fullness of the mystery of God. The rejection is an unnatural turning from the God whom we are made to turn to. It’s the difference between a rebellious teenager not understanding a rule set down by his parents, and a rebellious teenager saying “To hell with it!” and doing whatever he darn well pleases.

Worship and glorify God despite the pain. “But whoever is made to suffer as a Christian should not be ashamed but glorify God” (1 Peter 4:16). This is ultimately recognizing that God is our master and we are not. This ultimately recognizes that God, despite what we might think of some of His policies, ultimately is the one who made them and thus deserves to be worshipped. God does not deserve to be worshipped because He’s been nice to us, because we have become pretty nasty little creatures and He is nice to us only by His incredible mercy. He deserves to be worshipped because He is God and He created us. Nothing changes that, not even pain.

See the big picture and rejoice. “But rejoice to the extent that you share in the sufferings of Christ, so that when his glory is revealed you may also rejoice exultantly” (1 Peter 4:13). When we think about pain in the context of the world, no wonder we think it sucks so much. Because it doesn’t always get better. Sometimes we suffer right up to the end of our life. Sometimes bad people don’t suffer much. Sometimes good people suffer what we think is too much. But this life is just a little sliver of our life and the ultimate truth. We are shooting for a goal much greater than happiness in this life, and indeed, suffering in this life has the ability, done correctly, to get us to happiness where it really counts. We ought to rejoice when we suffer and lift our suffering up as an offering to God, because we can know that God, who is always leading us toward Himself though his ways are often mysterious and a bit crazy-seeming to us, is just trying to bring us closer to Him. “If we suffer, we shall also reign with him” (2 Timothy 2:12).

Remember St. Paul’s words: “I consider that the sufferings of this present time are as nothing compared with the glory to be revealed for us” (Romans 8:18).

Since our goal is to be made perfect, we suffer like Christ: “For it was fitting that he, for whom and through whom all things exist, in bringing many children to glory, should make the leader to their salvation perfect through suffering” (Hebrews 2:10).

Remember the saints who have called suffering a blessing and who sought to undergo as much as possible for their souls and to glorify God. Not that you have to go seeking it out, or anything…

And again, St. Peter: “As a result, those who suffer in accord with God’s will hand their souls over to a faithful creator as they do” (1 Peter 4:19).

6. God is with us in our suffering.

He doesn’t give us more than we can handle. Sure, our sufferings are more than we can handle by ourselves, but we, luckily, have His strength, working through us and working through our friends and others around us, and this keeps us going. “No trial has come to you but what is human. God is faithful and will not let you be tried beyond your strength; but with the trial he will also provide a way out, so that you may be able to bear it” (1 Corinthians 10:13).

God protects us from evil that is too severe. He would not let the devil actually touch the person of Job and afflict him. He will not let us be overtaken by what we cannot combat.

And, if it is in accord to God’s will, He will deliver us from our suffering. Jesus knew it was possible, or else He would not have asked for it in the garden. In the book of Psalms, there are plenty of examples of God delivering his servant from the hands of evil. And many times in our own life God does come through and release us from certain evils, though certainly not all of them. I will tell you that I personally know that God has answered my prayer for deliverance, often not in the way I’d expect. I know, other people’s stories are seldom any use to you personally, but I will attest to and swear that I have seen the hand of God in my own life. If you need proof, you can talk to me privately, though.

Do you remember what I wrote that one night about how we have to be careful not to expect chariots on fire from heaven when we expect God? Try and see the hand of God in your life in little gestures, in phone calls, in other people who support you and keep you going. If you manage to keep a friend going… couldn’t that be God helping the both of you? Giving his grace to the two of you to do His work? Everything we do we do by the grace of God who loves us; we are incapable of any good work without Him. So we have to be careful to recognize Him in others and realize that He loves us even when he doesn’t send angels from the sky. Chances are He is there in other ways, but we just choose not to see Him because in fact, He helps us so much that we don’t even realize how much He helps us anymore. We wonder where He is, and He’s all around us.

Father Weitzel gave a really amazing sermon a while ago, after that gigantic tsunami hit and killed all those thousands of people, because there were a lot of people asking, “Where was God in this?” And instead of trying to do everything I’ve just done about how suffering is good for us and so on and so forth… he said, quite simply, “He was there. He was there among the suffering and He was suffering with us, just like He suffered sin with us on the cross even though He didn’t have to.” He allows suffering because He is there suffering with us, crying over our pain and longing for us to let Him wipe our tears away.

We can say He’s a cruel God because He lets us suffer… but what if He suffers with us? How can we call Him cruel then, if He’s right there beside us? He loves us more than we can imagine and He knows how to make us happy, but it isn’t how we think we’ll be happy. Because face it… all those things that we chase, looking to be happy – do they ever work? We go after them, the grades and the looks and the whatever else and we’re still miserable. It’s about time that we just admit we have no freaking idea how to make ourselves happy and give into God’s sovereign will which does know. We have to admit we’re clueless and let God guide us, which means no “Erm, I don’t think this is the right way to go about this,” because we’ve already proved we don’t really know which is the right way. Trust in God because you cannot trust in yourself.

7. There is an end to suffering.

God promises it to us, and our God is a “faithful creator.” Suffering is made bearable through faith, hope, and love. Faith in God’s love for us, hope in our salvation and the end to suffering, and love for God and for the rest of the world.

In summary…

Only by following the Real God who doesn’t just preach things that make us happy can we ever find true joy and true meaning to our suffering.

We want our lives to make sense, and by following a made up deity who “feels” right nothing is ever going to make sense, because you’re stuck with the ultimate paradox of a God who is supposed to eradicate suffering and a world that is full of it.

Suffering is ordered by God, happens to everybody, produces questioning in everybody, and is ordered towards our spiritual growth and our coming to God.

We have to admit that we’ve failed miserably at figuring out how this life works, and that we just have to let God do what He will with us. Submission of our will to God’s is the only way we will be able to find true happiness and understand the meaning of suffering.

We should strive to make our suffering an offering to God and thus draw nearer to Him.

God is with us, suffering with and for us, and He will give us the strength to go on, through personal grace and the grace of friends, family, and strangers.

This isn’t forever, and someday our tears will be dried and we will understand the craziness and the beauty that was God’s Plan.

Been ponderin' hard...

...some tough questions to answer a friend, and let me say this: God is a tough bugger to figger out sometimes, ain't He?

Ah, but I don't think I'd like Him nearly as much if He weren't. Something'd be fishy if He weren't such a puzzle. A simple God = a false god. Life only comes in "Puzzling" and "Consternation! Uproar!" varieties...

PS. Pondering the deep theological questions of life at one in the morning while eating cold Chinese food with your hands... does life hold greater joys than these?

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

The riddles of God

... are more satisfying than the solutions of man."

G.K. Chesterton

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Despicable!

So, here I am flipping through my newest English adventure, Chronicles of a Death Foretold, when all of a sudden I see it.

“On the upper deck, beside the captain’s cabin, was the bishop in his white cassock and with his retinue of Spaniards. ‘It was Christmas weather,’ my sister…”

(*Double take*)

Wait just a minute! Did you honestly just write that the bishop was wearing a white cassock? My Catholic senses are tingling. My dear Mr. Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Bishops do not wear white cassocks, a distinct apparel reserved to the Pope (who is technically a bishop but certainly not the bishop mentioned in the text), but rather purple cassocks or the more common black cassock with purple trim for day-to-day affairs. Either this bishop has delusions of greatness, or Senor Marquez, who probably wants everyone to think he’s such a church hotshot because of his ethnicity and frequent religious references… just don’t know his stuff.

How much of the rest of this book is a lie? They probably don’t even have mango trees in Latin America…

Geez. I mean, really. C’mon.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Solemnity of the Assumption of Mary

Get the whole beautiful story:
http://www.newadvent.org/fathers/0832a.htm

The ark which God has sanctified,
Which He has filled with grace,
Within the temple of the Lord
Has found a resting-place.

More glorious than the seraphim,
This ark of love divine,
Corruption could not blemish her
Whom death could not confine.

God-bearing Mother, Virgin chaste,
Who shines in heaven's sight;
She wears a royal crown of stars
Who is the door of Light.

To Father, Son and Spirit blest
may we give endless praise
With Mary, who is Queen of heaven,
Through everlasting days.
(from Stanbrook Abbey Hymnal)

Saturday, July 29, 2006

I hate Reformed theology.

There, I've said it. And I feel so much better. There is no love between John Calvin and I.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Day of Prayer and Penance

Tomorrow. Prayer and penance for the situation in the Middle East. Be there or be square. Officialness: http://www.zenit.org/english/. (Scroll down to "Vatican Statement...")

In other news, we're getting a youth minister!! Straight from Monsignor's mouth! I mean, we heard it straight from his mouth... that's not the origin of the minister...

Also, the dangers of typing in the wrong web ending... instead of getting the United States Council of Catholic Bishops (.org), you might get the United States Crane Certification Bureau (.com). Despite popular belief, there's an awful big difference between the two.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Scatterbrained and time-deprived

Evening, all.

So, in the words of Jack Black in Orange County ... "I got so many ideas burning through my skull!"

Like, there's all sorts of stuff I'd like to research and write about and post and dicuss and cherish and love until death do us part -- like, a whole crapload of stuff -- but I just don't have the time this summer, as I have done almost no summer homework and I have to start doing it like... a lot. But, all work and no theology makes Amy a dull girl, so I would like to pick some stuff and write about it.

Thus, it's all-request night. I can't make decisions for myself, so I need help. Anything that you have ever wondered about, ask. Anything relating to doctrine, religious philosophy, morality and ethics, cultural religious practice, ecclesiastical history, or really anything even vaguely religious. Anything you think is stupid/evil/silly that you want explained, defended, or denounced (though you don't necessarily get to pick which one I do!). Anything awesome/supercool/ridiculously awesome that you want celebrated. No matter how simple, stupid, weird, or suspicious. Aaaaanything. I crave a topic.

I will research the crap out of it and write something really long-winded, I promise! I can't promise "interesting," but you can't ask too much from me.

Thank you in advance.

** PS: If no one suggests anything, I will be writing something up on the Inquisition, with special first-hand evidence acquired from TURNING YOU OVER TO THE INQUISITION AND HAVING YOU BURNED!! :) Thanks. Have a nice night.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Welcome home, Casey!

In honor of your return, a little entertainment.

In the first corner, we have Mark S. Hanson, bishop of the ELCA. Mark, you ready?


"If by ready, you mean READY TO DESTROY... then yes."

In the other corner, none other than the Pope himself! Ready, Papa?

"Bring it."

Weapons of choice, gentleman?

"See this little toothpick I've got?"

"I can take him with my bare hands."

Bishop Hanson, would you like to begin?

"Take this, Ratzi!"

"My eyes! Are you honestly wearing a purple shirt? Aaargh!"

"You think that's bad! Well try this on for size!"

"Must, not, look... pastel stole... will never try it on... growing weak..."

Come on, Papa! You can do it! Viva il Papa! Viva il Papa!

"Push!"

"Even I never realized how dangerous these hands can be!"

"Who's your daddy?"

But it's all cool; it just means that the Pope gets to pick the music next time he and Bishop Hanson get together (and I can tell you right now, it won't be "R U Glad 2 B Christian?" by contemporary Christian band "Hair Longer Than Jesus"). They're buds. Here's the bishop right now, presenting His Holiness with a gift!


"Oh, a framed copy of Luther's morning prayer... gee, how nice... I'm sure this will look nice in... in... the papal... broom cupboard... of holiness..."

Monday, July 17, 2006

Saint of the Day

Valentine and Patrick get all the attention. What about those more obscure saints who still rock and yet don't get major, now-secular holidays? Today I honor one.

There were some runners up in my decision making process. There were about 60 saints to pick from today. There was the man who helped reunite Armenia with the Church. There was a man martyred for cutting down a tree. There was a group of French martyr nuns, and a group of African martyrs. There was a Greek Catholic priest who died in a Czechoslovakian prison after refusing to renounce Rome. There was a guy who raised a drowned boy. A consecrated virgin. A pope!

In other words, there were a lot of good folk to choose from. But I chose the guy who slept under his parent's staircase until he died. His name was Alexius.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Joke

Karl Rahner, Hans Kung and Joseph Cardinal Ratzinger all die on the same day, and go to meet St. Peter to know their fate.

St. Peter approaches the three of them, and tells them that he will interview each of them to discuss their views on various issues.

He then points at Rahner and says "Karl! In my office..." After 4 hours, the door opens, and Rahner comes stumbling out of St. Peter's office. He is highly distraught, and is mumbling things like "Oh God, that was the hardest thing I've ever done! How could I have been so wrong! So sorry...never knew..." He stumbles off into Heaven, a testament to the mercy of Our God.

St. Peter follows him out, and sticks his finger in Kung's direction and "Hans! You're next..." After 8 hours, the door opens, and Kung comes out, barely able to stand. He is near collapse with weakness and a crushed spirit. He , too, is mumbling things like "Oh God, that was the hardest thing I've ever done! How could I have been so wrong! So sorry...never knew..." He stumbles off into Heaven, a testament to the mercy of Our God.

Lastly, St. Peter, emerging from his office, says to Cardinal Ratzinger, "Joseph, your turn." TWELVE HOURS LATER, St. Peter stumbles out the door, apparently exhausted, saying "Oh God, that's the hardest thing I've ever done..."

Heh. The Pope rocks so much.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Random outpouring of pope love

I just can't help myself, sometimes. I love the Pope.
Old Pope: I miss him.
New Pope: He rocks way too much to comprehend. Like, don't even try to out-rock the pope. You'll probably just end up hurting yourself.

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Chalk one up for God

Okay, one more thought, that I think deserves it's own post.

So, I was a-ponderin' and I got this thought.

When you're wondering where God is in your life, think about this. All that your friends do for you -- the support and comfort and everything else that the give you. D'ya think that's just them? Now, although I think I could, I'm not going to go talking for everyone else, but I'll tell you this outright:

Anything that I have ever done that has helped you, that has made you feel better, that has made you thankful to have friends to care for you (and I'm not saying it's been a lot, just whenever)... it wasn't me. It was God. I swear to God (seriously, not in a bad way)... there is no way I could have ever been there for any of you in even the smallest situation if it weren't for Him. You'd be on your own without hope of help from me.

You might be saying, "Well, you've done pretty suckily, all things considered, so just don't talk," and that's probably true. I'm not saying that we don't have to say yes to God when he makes us these offers, and I don't do the best job of saying yes to Him very often. I don't even listen to what He's trying to say so much. But I just wanted you to know that when I do, it's all Him, not me, so if I've ever helped you in even the smallest way, chalk that one up to God and don't feel completely abandoned.

It's like something an old friend told me a LONG time ago... She was depressed and thinking about killing herself, so she prayed really hard to God to save her. Her brother came and found out and pretty much saved her from herself... but you know what? She was mad at God for not helping, for not being there. She wanted the angels descending from clouds in chariots and beams of light. But really, how often does He go that route in the Bible? Rather, how often does he take us crazy sinful creatures of His and use us and work through us?

Don't wait for the chariots, guys. God is waaay bigger than just chariots.

*Gasps for breath*

Okay, break from the churches. I dunno, there were a lot more churches we saw than I remembered, and I wanted to post a few others things, maybe. Who knows. I'm unreliable, at best.

First of all, since I know y'all've been having some difficult times here and again, or constantly, I thought I'd do a little cheerleading. So you all know, I would do anything for any of you if I knew exactly what to do, but there's a lot of times I just don't know what to say or do, and I'm very sorry because at times like that I can only offer the same stuff you've been hearing time and again and I know it all gets to sound repetitive. But... keep listening... Who knows when it might start to mean a bit more?

So, my cheerleading for today comes from a verse that I found last night in Romans, which I think could be a pretty good life-guide for every single one of us right now:

"Rejoice in hope, endure in affliction, persevere in prayer" (Romans 12:12).

Since y'all aren't stupid, I'm not offering commently except for this: I'll think you'll find that the first point and the last point are the key for the one in the middle.

You guys CAN get through all this. You've got friends who love you imperfectly, and a God who loves you waaay better.

So, in conclusion: rah, rah, shishkumbah! (How the heck do you spell that?)

Part VII

Random church inside the Kremlin.

Part VI

Another church in Red Square. The name escapes me.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Part V

The most famous: St. Basil's in Red Square, Moscow.

Part IV

A little wooden church in a village near Moscow.

Part III

Ss. Peter and Paul Cathedral, St. Petersburg

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Part II

The Cathedral of the Savior on the Spilled Blood, St. Petersburg
(Site of Tzar Alexander II's assassination)

Russian Churches Part I

Since this is my official religion blog, I present to you the glories of Russian churches (in a series format)! All these pictures are mine or Steph's.

St. Isaac's Cathedral, St. Petersburg

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Our Women Look Like Men

Check out where I'm going to be in a few days:


Hurrah for pretty Russian churches!!

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Happy Pentecost!


Veni, Sancte Spiritus, reple tuorum corda fidelium, et tui amoris in eis ignem accende.

(Come Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of Thy faithful and kindle in them the fire of Thy Love.)

Thursday, June 01, 2006

The wisdom of Fr. Brown

"I know that people charge the Church with lowering reason, but it is just the other way. Alone on earth, the Church makes reason really supreme. Alone on earth, the Church affirms that God himself is bound by reason."

Fr. Brown in "The Blue Cross," by G.K. Chesterton

You're going to be seeing a lot of "The wisdom of Fr. Brown," as I just visited the library and picked up The Father Brown Omnibus... 900 some pages and 51 stories worth of sweet Chestertonion goodness.

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Free Advice.

Please consider seriously.

1. Forgive self.
2. Proceed to forgive others.

Self and others will find things much easier.

Not meant to be trite.

Litany for Those Feeling Especially Crappy

Seems to be a lot of us lately. Remember, prayer helps.

Litany of Our Lady of Seven Sorrows

Lord, have mercy on us.
Christ, have mercy on us.
Lord, have mercy on us.
Christ, hear us.
Christ, graciously hear us.
God, the Father of heaven,
Have mercy on us.
God the Son, Redeemer of the world,
Have mercy on us.
God the Holy Ghost,
Have mercy on us.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us.
Holy Virgin of virgins,
pray for us.
Mother of the Crucified,
pray for us.
Sorrowful Mother,
pray for us.
Mournful Mother,
pray for us.
Sighing Mother,
pray for us.
Afflicted Mother,
pray for us.
Foresaken Mother,
pray for us.
Desolate Mother,
pray for us.
Mother most sad,
pray for us.
Mother set around with anguish,
pray for us.
Mother overwhelmed by grief,
pray for us.
Mother transfixed by a sword,
pray for us.
Mother crucified in thy heart,
pray for us.
Mother bereaved of thy Son,
pray for us.
Sighing Dove,
pray for us.
Mother of Dolors,
pray for us.
Fount of tears,
pray for us.
Sea of bitterness,
pray for us.
Field of tribulation,
pray for us.
Mass of suffering,
pray for us.
Mirror of patience,
pray for us.
Rock of constancy,
pray for us.
Remedy in perplexity,
pray for us.
Joy of the afflicted,
pray for us.
Ark of the desolate,
pray for us.
Refuge of the abandoned,
pray for us.
Shield of the oppressed,
pray for us.
Conqueror of the incredulous,
pray for us.
Solace of the wretched,
pray for us.
Medicine of the sick,
pray for us.
Help of the faint,
pray for us.
Strength of the weak,
pray for us.
Protectress of those who fight,
pray for us.
Haven of the shipwrecked,
pray for us.
Calmer of tempests,
pray for us.
Companion of the sorrowful,
pray for us.
Retreat of those who groan,
pray for us.
Terror of the treacherous,
pray for us.
Standard-bearer of the Martyrs,
pray for us.
Treasure of the Faithful,
pray for us.
Light of Confessors,
pray for us.
Pearl of Virgins,
pray for us.
Comfort of Widows,
pray for us.
Joy of all Saints,
pray for us.
Queen of thy Servants,
pray for us.
Holy Mary, who alone art unexampled,
pray for us.

Pray for us, most Sorrowful Virgin,
That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.

O God, in whose Passion, according to the prophecy of Simeon, a sword of grief pierced through the most sweet soul of Thy glorious Blessed Virgin Mother Mary: grant that we, who celebrate the memory of her Seven Sorrows, may obtain the happy effect of Thy Passion, Who lives and reigns world without end.

Amen.

Monday, May 22, 2006

Coming Attractions and Some Other Random Bits

Coming soon...

"The real Martin Luther... was not that attractive!"

And that's all you'll get from me!

Is it weird to decide one of your favorite authors before you've read any of his works? Because right now I'm strangely infatuated with G.K. Chesteron, just from reading a) his biography, b) some varied quotes, and c) brief summaries of many of his works. I've read bits and pieces of his writing because he's quoted like a madman by just about every POD Catholic living. He's like the Catholic C.S. Lewis (although Lewis was practically Catholic... he believed in purgatory, for heaven's (heh) sake!), except potentially even cooler. Must. Find. Chesteron. Books.

As for other spiritual books that are super duper and potentially worth seeking out, I highly recommend "The Imitation of Christ" by Thomas a Kempis. It'll make you feel sort of inferior, but at the same time every single chapter (which are like a page and a half each) seems like it's talking right to you... It's "Christianity's Second Best Seller" -- only the Bible has sold more copies.

For a similar book that will make you feel ever more inferior, try "Story of a Soul," the autobiography of St. Therese of Lisieux. Super spiffy. Even if you're not a fish-eater.

Excuse me for indulging myself momentarily:

"[Catholicism] is the only thing that frees a man from the degrading slavery of being a child of his age." G.K. Chesteron, from "Why I am Catholic"

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

If...

If, hypothetically, any of you were waiting for me to send you a paper on the Book of Mormon, then let it be known that I made significant progress today (9 pages!!), but I need at least one more day in order to finish it up, because there's still a lot I'd like to cover but I have to work on my German assignment right now...

And I'm still working on Spiritual Dryness Part III.

Thank you.

Friday, May 12, 2006

This made me chuckle.

"Hearing nuns' confessions is like being stoned to death with popcorn."
Fulton Sheen.

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Spiritual Dryness, Part II

This is Part II, so go read Part I first if you’re interested.

THE DICHOTOMY BETWEEN LOVE AND EMOTION.

You don’t need warm fuzzies to love someone, and sometimes you get warm fuzzies when you don’t actually love someone. One of the greatest mistakes we make, especially at our age, is to assume that whenever we feel a great warmness toward someone or something it means that we love them, and when we don’t feel that burning enthusiasm and obsessive desire it means we don’t.

Emotions aren’t always bad. They can motivate us, inspire us, encourage us and make us do things that we might not be able to do without them. But they are by nature fleeting and unstable. Our relationship with God is supposed to be permanent and hopefully unchanging, and by building our relationship on emotions, we are already on a very unstable foundation. Instead, our relationship should be founded on love.

Remember, love is not an adjective, it is a verb. (I read that somewhere, but I don’t remember where, so forgive me.) Love doesn’t describe a feeling, love is an action. And in this case, love is a reaching out towards God even when we don’t feel his presence in our lives. Love is an act of will, not an act of feeling. We choose to love.

“[Love] bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.” (1 Corinthians 13:7-8).

One of the first steps in combating Spiritual Dryness, therefore, is to understand that your relationship with Him does not depend on how you are feeling at the time. Tell God that you have chosen to love Him no matter what, and stick with that. Remind yourself that you can love God without feeling it, and that just because you don’t feel like God is near, that doesn’t mean He isn’t.

Pray, like St. Teresa of Avila:

“I do not need Your gifts to make me love You, for even if I should have no help of hope at all of all the things I do hope for, I would still love You with that very same love. Amen.”

Part III coming soon, although not as soon as Part II came. I've got to go get some stuff accomplished before I do!

Spiritual Dryness, Part I

It’s something that I can speak of with a great deal of knowledge, because I’ve had personal experience with it. A lifetime of personal experience with it. And at least in some ways I’ve come to understand it, somewhat. However, it has come to my attention that there may be others of you who are really suffering and don’t get it at all, so I thought I’d put down my thoughts in hopes that it might help some of you out at least in some ways.

IN GOOD COMPANY

First off, remember that you’re not alone when you are feeling as if God is unknowable or simply made up or not listening or anything like it. Everyone goes through times like those, and it is not something that just visits those who are weak in the faith and do not truly love God. Take, for example:

Mother Teresa. We just watched a video about her amazing service in Humanities – you all saw that she was a saintly, pious woman with a deep love for God and serving him through “the poorest of the poor.” But would any of you have guessed that the woman you saw on the video was spiritually dry from the time she left her convent to work with the poor until she died?

In letters she wrote in the 50s and 60s, she said that she felt spiritually dry. [1]

“I am told God lives in me -- and yet the reality of darkness and coldness and emptiness is so great that nothing touches my soul.”

“Where I try to raise my thoughts to heaven, there is such convicting emptiness that those very thoughts return like sharp knives and hurt my very soul. Love -- the word -- it brings nothing.”

“In my soul, I can't tell you how dark it is, how painful, how terrible -- I feel like refusing God.”

Who ever could have guessed that these words came from Bl. Mother Teresa? I believe she would have been the last person I would have guessed, ever.

St. Teresa of Avila. She was a great Christian woman who lived in the 1600s, and was later proclaimed a Doctor of the Church, a great honor held by only three women saints. She also went through an 18 year period of spiritual dryness (along with physical pain caused by an illness).

St. Maria Faustina Kowalska. Another “big name” saint – she’s the reason we have Divine Mercy Sunday. She received revelations from the Lord about the vastness and eternity of God’s mercy for those who turn to him for forgiveness. However, as she records in her diary, she too suffered from times of spiritual dryness. Imagine that – someone who has talked to Jesus in a vision, feeling doubt and fear!

St. Therese of Lisieux. One of the most popular saints of all time, and another Doctor of the Church, and yet she did nothing great in her life except love God! I remember reading her autobiography “Story of a Soul” and being absolutely amazed when she talked about feeling abandoned by God, because she seemed so utterly perfect. I can’t locate my copy at the moment, but here’s what some other people have to say:

“Her celestial Lover, to whom she had offered all, was silent. God did not reply to her prayers, or if He did it was always with a strange kind of "no". Whatever she requested was met with the stone wall, the divine negative, and there is the Cross, her Cross. At times it is ours. But she embraced it in the daily events of a life as her vocation. In illness, spiritual dryness, anguish, she was always doing the small things quietly and well. Here we find the embodied reality that is Therese, the one who never said "no" to the silent God. She has always been a Doctor of the Church for our times as she teaches us her "little way". In this constant fidelity, she never ceased to love this silent God who seemed to say "no".” [2]

“Do not believe I am swimming in consolations; oh, no, my consolation is to have none on earth.” [4]

“From Easter 1896 until her death from tuberculosis on September 30, 1897, at age twenty-four, Thérèse endured a trial of faith of the modern kind, which she described as like being enclosed in a dark tunnel.” [4]

Dame Julian of Norwich. “So he says this: "pray inwardly, even though you find no joy in it. For it does good, even though you feel nothing, see nothing; yes, even though you think you cannot pray. When you are dry and empty, sick and weak, your prayers please me - though there be little enough to please you. All believing prayer is precious to me."” [3]

The Dark Night of the Soul. A “masterpiece in Mystic literature” by St. John of the Cross, a Spanish mystic. The phrase “Dark Night of the Soul” has now become the trademark phrase for spiritual dryness. A sense of emptiness and of being separated from God. And in this work, St. John of the Cross examines the experience as being just another part of a Christian’s journey towards God.

“Later generations of Christian mystics dwelt upon the more desolate kinds of darkness to which the spiritual life can lead: the darkness in which all modes of prayer and spiritual practice become arid, and all consolation in the love of God seems lost. Even in the desolate dark night of the soul, indeed especially there, St. John of the Cross taught, God is present, purifying the soul of all passions and hindrances, and preparing her for the inconceivable blessedness of divine union. Along with dark knowing, there is dark loving, no less ardent for being deprived of all sensible and spiritual vision of the beloved. Therefore St. John can say, “Oh, night more lovely than the dawn, Oh, night that joined Beloved with lover, Lover transformed in the Beloved!”” [4]

I could go on and on with lists of saints who have had extended periods of spiritual dryness. I say extended because everyone has had little times, but some have had it worse than others. So, for my last example:

Jesus Christ, Son of God. “My soul is sorrowful even to death.” (Matthew 26: 38). “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” (Matthew 27:46).

So, we can see that everyone, including the greatest saints and even the Son of God himself, experiences feelings of hopelessness, despair, and doubt.

Part II coming soon.

[1] http://archives.cnn.com/2001/WORLD/asiapcf/south/09/06/teresa.letters/

[2] http://www.ad2000.com.au/articles/1997/oct1997p20_594.html

[3] http://feastofsaints.com/howpray.htm

[4] http://www.firstthings.com/ftissues/ft0305/articles/zaleski.html

Thursday, May 04, 2006

More Fun Saints!

Patron Saint of...

Backward Children: Hilary of Poitiers

Jugglers/clowns: Julian the Hospitaller

Ammunition/Fire/Fireworks: Barbara

Herpes (??): George (of dragon fame)

Invincible People: Drausinus

And again, my personal favorite:

St. Drogo is the patron saint of "unattractive people" and "sheep".

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

The Flyin' Friar

Okay, Casey... just so you know, there is a patron saint of test-takers! St. Joseph of Cupertino, aka the "Flying Friar." He was prone to ecstasies at just the mention of the name of God or any event of Jesus' passion, during which he was oblivious to the world and would only respond to a direct order from a superior. During these ecstasies, he often levitated, which means that he is also a patron of air travel. Here's a blurb on St. Joseph Desa.

St. Joseph of Cupertino, pray for those of us who are taking AP tests for the next couple of days!

Now, I mentioned there's a patron saint for everything. Examples:

- St. Quirinus: Patron Saint against Obsession
- St. John the Baptist: Patron for the Protection of Lambs

and my personal favorite...

- St. Kentigern: Patron Saint of Salmon

Saturday, April 29, 2006

The ones that got away



































The "Touchdown Jesus" mural on the side of the (13 story) library and the famous Golden Dome! For all the rest of the pictures, see my Xanga.

Monday, April 24, 2006

This book totally rocks!

"Then again I asked him: 'Supposing the Pope looked up and saw a cloud and said "It's going to rain," would that be bound to happen?' 'Oh, yes, Father.' 'But supposing it didn't?' He thought a moment and said, 'I suppose it would be sort of raining spiritually, only we were too sinful to see it.

Lady Marchmain, he doesn't correspond to any degree of paganism known to the missionaries."

Father Mowbray in Brideshead Revisited, by Evelyn Waugh

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Heh.

“There ought to be an Inquisition especially set up to burn her.”

Anthony Blanche in Brideshead Revisited, by Evelyn Waugh

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Public service announcement


Do NOT mess with the Pope. We don't call him our German Shepherd for nothing.

Monday, April 17, 2006

Neato Mosquito

Okay, so get this. I totally downloaded this thing so that I can type up things in Word and publish them to this blog. That’s what I was testing! This is pretty spiffy.

Just a little test

Testing, testing.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

I Want That Shirt

Okay, so walking about in Carlisle I totally saw a house with a Vatican City flag, but today I saw something to trump even that. It was a Vatican City flag shirt. But not just any Vatican City flag shirt. Not just an average shirt with a Vatican Flag on there for good measure.

It was a baseball jersey style shirt with yellow sleeves and the Vatican coat of arms on the white bit in the front. It was amazing.

It was on a reality-style TV show called "God or the Girl?", which was actually pretty sweet. It's about four guys discerning whether or not they're being called to be Catholic priests. The one guy has a girlfriend, but other than that the title is pretty misleading. It's almost more like a documentary than a reality show. So, the title sucks majorly, but I guess if it gets people to watch...

Y'all might want to check it out, especially if you're Catholic or discerning some sort of calling or are just interested in a show that actually has guys talking about why lusting after girls is "sick" and "disgusting."

From the linked article:

"Another participant, Dan DeMatte, said he hoped the people who watched "Temptation Island" will watch the five-part series "because it will blow their minds.

"You have this world of sin and lust, giving over to your body, versus the world of dying to yourself and serving the Lord every second," he continued. "So, if they tune in, then . . . reality TV has served its purpose and God's triumphant again. It's funny how that works.""

That guy was my personal "favorite" and the guy with the rockin' awesome Vatican flag shirt. Go awesome Catholic guys!

Thursday, April 13, 2006

"Once you're saved, there's no going back..."

Last year, Kristine, Povs, and I did a project in which we went to a bunch of different churches in the area and checked out the services and learned a bit about their faith. I was reading over some of our old journal entries, and basically just decided that we're ridiculous, so I thought I'd share some of the ridiculous things we ended up writing down and actually turning in...

“Thesis: To explore and develop a greater understanding of and appreciation for the religious and liturgical traditions of major world religions which happen to be within reasonable driving distance of our homes.”

Methodist

“At least Catholic clergy have the courtesy to distinguish themselves by wearing Roman collars and all black or robes, depending on their state of affairs.”

“A few other people came up and cheerfully greeted us, obviously recognizing us as foreigners/tourists/Catholics/heathens.”

“No offense, St. Katharine Drexel Church, but you have no groove.”

Methodist Contemporary

“At one point in the service, there was a baptism… and the “holy” water was in a plastic pitcher that looked like it had come right off the snack table…”

Lutheran

“It had a coat rack!”

“Steph and I totally nailed ‘For Thine is the kingdom…’ this time. Woot, woot.”

“They were going to have a children’s message before the sermon, but… there weren’t any children. (Leading us to scientifically conclude that LUTHERANS EAT CHILDREN.)”

“He was big on peace and happiness and getting along and ecumenism and that sort of thing.”

“Luther said something like “with in under below near about above across after against along among aboard” the host…”

Baptist

“Once you’re saved, there’s no going back.”

Episcopalian

“Why are the Anglicans such bad chess players? They can’t tell their bishops from their queen!”

Mormon

“It has a gym!!”

“They lyrics were rather Mormon… ‘follow the Prophet’ and that sort of thing…”

Jewish

“Judie made a joke when we said how pretty the [Hebrew] was… ‘Yeah, it sure beats Latin.’ Ooooooh.”

“Also, the coolest word in the world: tzitzit.”

Hindu

“We stood out like white people in the midst of a lot of Indian people. Yeah, analogies.”

“Then another lady handed out something that can only be described as ‘holy Hindu trail mix’ (and I mean that as reverently as possible).”

“We went downstairs… and got some awesome Indian food. Some of it was a bit spicy. My nose was running like a madman.”

“Binita then asked her cousin Bonsari and a friend to show us a traditional Indian dance. IT WAS SOOOOOO COOL. I WANT TO DANCE LIKE THAT!!!!”

Greek Orthodox

“The priest, after saying some hefty Greek prayers, took the baby and processed all around the church, with the parents following. It rather looked like a game of keep-away.”

Evangelical Free

“People were packed in there like religious sardines.”

Heh

Heh, so... I fell headfirst into my greatest pet peeve... being vague! So I'll clarify that I wasn't ranting against life or happiness or normalcy or anything of that sort. It were a very specific ramble, and not a serious matter at all, any evidence to the contrary. Again, my apologies for doing exactly what bugs me so badly!

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Frustration Sets In Randomly

God, if we're both strangers trying to convince little children that our candy can be trusted, it doesn't help that I have to wear the ghoul mask. And although my candy isn't poisoned, that doesn't help right now.

And you know little kids don't care about lab tests. But maybe when they're older? My candy'll never go bad, but I personally am an impatient sort. Still, the important thing is that the good candy gets to the children, not that I necessarily see it happen.

Grumble, grumble, grumble. Fight the good fight.

Clashing cymbal, clashing cymbal, clashing cymbal -- is that all I am anymore? Where's all the charity? How'd I think I had it if I didn't? Which way do I move if everytime I try I fall right into the cymbal heap? BANG! Where're my flutes? Where's my guitar? Soon as I find it I swear I'll be under your window playing a serenade. Oh, but I've got to learn the notes, first. Cause right now I've just got these two big pieces of metal. I try to touch them nicely together, but it never works, I guess. BANG!

I feel like I'm playing chess in the dark. I can make my moves, but I don't know what the other person's doing. Or if they've got someone else on their team. Or two people. I don't know when they've made their move, much less what they're thinking. As far as I know they've changed it around and we're playing chutes and ladders now. I'm not sure they're even still here. But gotta keep going... pawn forward, queen back, protect the king, up the ladder... C'mon, just tell me where you moved! BANG!

Why isn't it working like you said it would? It's me, I know it. I know it and I try and change it, but it doesn't seem to work.

It's like when you're the little second grader and you've got this friend who only wants to hang out with the fifth grader. You've got a really cool marble and potentially a love note from the boy two desks down, but face it... a fifth grader. No contest.

I'm not supposed to be boxing, so I put down the gloves. But hey, wait, I didn't realize we were waltzing, either! And hey, you guys, waltzing doesn't work with three people so well. Hey, I'm over here! Don't you think we could just find something better? Hey, we could play chess, at least! Then I'll be able to try. Yeah, I don't care, we can play with the lights off, and you can be a twosome.

I can't find my guitar, but I can't make any noise without the cymbals. Is it just the cymbals that are so bad, or is it my singing, too? Cause I only know this one song, and I know it's supposed to be softer, but I get so carried away and I just want you to hear the song like it should be played. But I'm not a very good singer, I guess.

Bang.

Lord, please. Am I not supposed to be involved? I thought that was what you told us to do. So you've got to be my voice. And more than that, because I'm up against a Goliath and I'm really too dizzy to see where I'm standing.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Hosanna in the Highest!

Frohliche Palm Sunday, everyone!

I got to see the bishop!

And St. Patrick's Cathedral, which is gorgeous!

Although it was like a knife through the heart when I saw them with guitars and a drum set in that beautiful building. I know, I know. I'm a young curmudgeon and it's a matter of taste. I guess. And we saw Father Rothan again, for the third time in like... a week!

I'm working on a primer on confession, because I'm super in love with it right now.

Again, happy Palm Sunday!
Hosanna, hosanna! Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!

Thursday, April 06, 2006

"Pfffft... various..."

Retreat: Surprisingly wonderful. First of all, our mission trip group is going to rock. Second of all, the speakers were both really good! There was Scott Anthony, a youth-guy from St. Joseph's in York, who was a good speaker and a funny chap, and Father Rothan from Good Shepherd in Camp Hill, who was also really cool. 'Twas a nice, nice day, with lots of good food!

Confession: Unsurprisingly wonderful (it always is). Me, Manda, and Povs ended up being the last people there. I ended up with Father Weitzal, and even though he'd been there for two hours already, he was really nice and let me say or ask whatever I felt like. I got the weirdest penance in the world, though...

Whoa, though, Fr. Weitzal apparently knows a lot more about me than I thought! He was like naming off all my friends...

"You know you're a Catholic nerd when intstead of comparing Confession to a shower, you find yourself comparing a shower to Confession." (I forget where exactly I read this, but I liked it.)

I really think that post-Confession is just about the nicest time in the whole wide world. Disregarding everything about it that is theological in nature, I think it might just be the most refreshing, relieving, and super experience in the world, even when it's embarrassing or painful or whatever else. It makes me love being Catholic, and I do pity other religions. You know guys, while you may think that it's just an extra hassle and embarassing to spill all the beans... really, you guys are missing out! And again, I'm not even talking theologically right now, just psychologically and emotionally...

Father Rothan was there, too, and I think I (or me and Povs and Mandy) should email him to see if he'd be willing to be a spiritual advisor. A bit again I talked to a seminarian from Mt. St. Mary's, and he said that one of the best things you can do for yourself is to get a spiritual advisor. (He also said I should study theology in Rome at the Angelicum... but one is more practical than the other! Gosh, though, wouldn't that rock? The Angelicum [aka the Pontifical University of St. Thomas Aquinas] is where the late John Paul the Great studied for his doctorate.)

Whoo God! Whoo Catholicism! Whoo God again!

Friday, March 24, 2006

Some thoughts

It has come to my attention recently that the Pope rocks. For a variety of reasons, truly, with his awesome hat not least among the reasons. However, recently I've been reading some of his stuff, and you know what, he rocks even more than I knew! So, I wanted to share some reflections based on quotes from Joseph Cardinal Ratzinger, now Pope Benedict XVI, in his homily to the Dean of the College of Cardinals at the Mass for the Election of the Roman Pontiff.

"To the extent that we draw near to Christ, in our own life, truth and love merge. Love without truth would be blind; truth without love would be like 'a resounding gong or a clashing cymbal' (1 Cor 13:1)."

I'm a big fan of truth. I like to know as much about it as possible. In my less cowardly moments, I like to defend and expound the truth as I have come to know it. But I think that one of my problems is that I forget the "love" part. Proclaiming truth is an act of love, and even defending the truth is not an act of hostility. I have to remind myself of this whenever I feel: a) hostile towards people who don't believe as I do, b) sarcastic towards what other people take very seriously, or c) in any way personally superior towards people I don't agree with. Because truly our goal as Christians isn't just to be self-assured and confident in our own faith but to spread that to other people, and no one's going to listen to you if you're that "clashing cymbal." So while we can sneer at the people who are blind to the truth, they might just cover their ears because we're making so much darn noise without actually making music. (John Zorn?)

"The mercy of Christ is not a cheap grace; it does not presume a trivialization of evil."

This is one thing that bugs me rather a lot; people are unwilling to admit that they sin, except perhaps in a very general way -- "Oh, yes, I'm not perfect." They say that it makes people fearful, guilty Christians. I say that it is a danger to Christianity. It cheapens the mission of Christ. We needed him, and still need him, to die on the cross for us because we are that far gone. We are all miserable sinners incapable of pleasing God by our own efforts. And when we do bad things, it is a big deal. When we try to rationalize our sin away, we are perhaps unintentionally actually trying to rationalize away our need for a savior. When we try and tell ourselves we're not really sick, aren't we also saying that we don't really need a doctor? And when we start telling ourselves that we don't really need God -- well, that's pride, and we know where that got the human race (see sin, original). There is nothing worse than trying to make something evil out to be something good, because that is doing directly evil's work. We are warned that sometimes Satan is "transformed into an angel of light" (2 Cor 11:14) -- and heaven forbid we should be helping him with his costume.

This ties back with the first quote. The people who try to advocate the "I'm okay, you're okay" sort of philosophy are often also the ones who preach so love so strongly and think that in not confronting anyone with their sin they're being "loving" like Christ was. In addition to the fact that it doesn't represent the nature of true divine love, it represents a split between love and truth, which makes one "blind." In the same way, just emphasizing how miserable and pathetic we all are, while containing some measure of truth, doesn't account for the love God has for us, and, just like all those terrible noises, it isn't pleasant or beneficial to hear that sort of thing outside its proper context. There's a balance.

[Side note: There's two things I love about Catholic theology that I would have had no way of loving before I actually knew some stuff about it -- first, there's always that balance. I've read people say that it's not an "either/or" deal, most of the time, but a "both/and." Truth and charity. Faith and works by grace. Intercession of the saints and direct prayer to God. Theologians and mystics, all in the same Church. It gives people the idea that Catholicism is overly "complicated," but I tend to just say to that that God is complicated. And secondly, it all connects so beautifully, but it's sometimes so hard to see that until you have enough of it dusted off and you can just stand back and look at all the intricate threads woven throughout...]

"At the hour in the Garden of Gethsemane, Jesus transformed our rebellious human will in a will shaped and united to the divine will. He suffered the whole experience of our autonomy -- and precisely bringing our will into the hands of God, he gave us true freedom."

I'm still experimenting with the theory that extreme humanism causes more problems in civilization than any other philosophy, and humanism comes down to pride. So I tend to agree with whoever it was that said pride is chief among all the sins. It's the first sin. It's my worst sin, so maybe that's why I'm so fascinated by it. But I can't help but think that if we weren't so darn confident about ourselves all the time, we might have a few less issues to deal with.

This in turn goes back to the "trivialization of sin" and consequent reduction of the role Christ must play in our lives. Doesn't humanity want to be its own savior, its own God? In denying our own sin, aren't we just saying that we don't want to acknowledge ourselves to be as base as we truly are, needing as much help as we truly do? We don't acknowledge any authority greater than ourselves anymore, which is dangerous because we're really not all that we're cracked up to be by our world. Submission is a dirty word, these days, but it shouldn't be, because it is the key to our salvation.

Adam and Eve wanted to be like God, and that desire, which we are all a part of, has spawned inumerous ills. And then comes Jesus and he is God but how does he spend his life? Teaching us by example how to serve. At Gethsemene, he demonstrates his humanity, asking his Father to "let this cup pass." But even as he experiences the weight of agony that is the pride of humanity, he says "Yet, not as I will, but as you will," the ultimate declaration of faith and submission. And then he goes to the cross, as his Father wills, and in that action of humility the pride of Adam is countered. A similar comparison that is often made with Mary: her submission to the will of God by accepting his call to her is in opposition to the pride of Eve, who by urging Adam to eat the apple seeks to undermine the will of God.

And what is this "true freedom"? If we don't recognize any authority higher than ourselves, it's a pity, because that means that all our "power" is derived from an authority that frankly is nothing compared with the power that we might serve. We limit ourselves by placing ourselves as our own highest standard. We are slaves to our own insignificance, whereas God offers us a chance to be free from the boundaries of ourselves.

So anywho, those are some gems from der Papst, and here's a final quote to think on!

"The only thing which remains forever is the human soul, the human person created by God for eternity. The fruit which remains then is that which we have sowed in human souls -- love, knowledge, a gesture capable of touching the heart, words which open the soul to joy in the Lord. Let us then go to the Lord and pray to him, so that he may help us bear fruit which remains."

Viva il Papa!

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Today's Devotional Passage

The Lord Sends Quail

And there went forth a wind from the LORD, and brought quails from the sea, and let them fall by the camp, as it were a day's journey on this side, and as it were a day's journey on the other side, round about the camp, and as it were two cubits high upon the face of the earth.
Numbers 11:31
King James Version

It is good for us to realize that, even when our lives seem hopeless and dark, Our Lord has a vast supply of strange animals to send our way.

When using this passage as a hopeful meditation, however, it is unwise to then continue reading and find that Our Lord did quite a bit of smiting as the people were eating the quail. The people of the Lord, thus smote, promised to go easy on the quail next time.

And so, in order to apply this story of the quail to our everyday lives, I would just urge all of you to, next time you see a bunch of quail coming your way, watch out for plague.

And I would just like to boast that I have actually seen a flock of live quail before. And escaped unsmote.

The world's gone crazy

Just what is so wrong with a Catholic organization being true to the teachings of the Catholic Church?

And now people are going on about how it's such a tragedy, which it is. It's a tragedy that a group has to completely stop providing a desparately needed service for children because they cannot otherwise operate within the bounds of their Catholic mission. People say that same-sex couples are being discriminated against; I say that Catholics who want to be true to their conscience are being discriminated against.

And isn't adoption all about excluding people? Thus, the interviews and the long application process? It's about deciding what is a good home to send children into. And according to Catholic teaching, that's a home with a mother and a father. It would be wrong for a Catholic to place a child in a home considered to be dangerous mentally, developmentally, and spiritually. But because Catholic Charities could be forced to do this, they have decided not to place children at all. And people are freaking out!

Why, oh why, do people get so outraged when Catholics teach Catholic things? They're all, "It's okay to be a Catholic, because everyone's right and finds their own truth, but when you actually start living like a Catholic... well, that's completely different!"

I would just like to say right now that I am sick and tired of all the people who claim to be so tolerant of every belief system except for the one that claims their belief system sucks. "I don't believe anyone should have the right to tell anyone else what's right and what's wrong," they say, "and because you're trying to tell me what's right and wrong, you're wrong." Hullo!

I will not deny anyone the right to believe whatever they want, but I'm not going to call it right, and I'm not going to stop trying to convince them that they're wrong. And quite frankly, I have a lot more respect for people who try to convince me that I'm wrong than I do for people who want to assume that everybody's right. They, at least, understand what truth is.