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Showing posts from April, 2014

For the Sake of His Sorrowful Passion

I love the Easter Triduum. It has been a long Lent and with Holy Thursday we can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Last night there were glimpses of the Easter joy to come. Bells rang as we sang the Gloria. This praise has been absent from the Mass during Lent and I missed it. It was such a welcome relief to once again say, "Glory to God in the Highest!" Flowers also returned to the sanctuary. It was not the lavish display that awaits us on Easter Sunday, but it was more than we have seen for weeks.

But there is an undercurrent to Holy Thursday that tempers our joy. We know that we will eventually arrive at Easter Sunday, but there is only one path, through Good Friday. There is no Resurrection without The Cross. So today, the morning after we joyfully embraced the gifts of the Eucharist and the ordained priesthood that Christ gave us to sustain us, we steel ourselves for The Cross.

Christ carried the wooden cross to Calvary and made the ultimate sacrifice so that we …

Art in a TMI world

If I had $44 million dollars, I would not spend it on this. My husband and I recently went to a lecture entitled "Why is that art?". The speaker tried to explain why random paint splashes on a canvas were highly valued works of art. What I came away with is that the advent of photography removed the need for artists to capture realism. This freed artists to experiment. The process became more important than the finished work. To illustrate her point she showed a black canvas with various squiggles on it. The importance of this piece was that we could experience the artist's hands moving by following the squiggles. Art became all about the artist.

I left the lecture no more impressed with much modern art than I was when I arrived at the lecture. But now I understand. A piece of modern art is often a record of performance art done in private. The artist did not have an audience as he danced about the canvas slinging paint but when we see the finished canvas we can imagine…

Brave New World

I really don't want to give you nightmares, but I urge you to read my latest piece published at Zenit. I take a look at the dangerous trajectory of artificial reproductive technology.

Procedures and goals that were once the fodder of science fiction are now becoming reality. Technology is wonderful but it must be applied with clear ethical and moral principles. Just because we can do something does not mean we should

Let me know what you think!

And then there were...

This has been an interesting week. I am learning about empty nesting. I guess we are not really empty nesters yet since our youngest is just away at college and he will be back under our roof in a matter of weeks. However, our second son is now established in his job and will be moving out in a few weeks. He has been away on business this past week so it has only been myself, my husband and the two dogs at home. A preview of days to come before too long.

It is most noticeable at dinner time. We have eaten as a family more nights than we didn't for decades now. The table is set and food is passed. Suddenly, I am faced with the prospect of cooking for two. Our table looks very lonely with just two place settings. I have set the table and cooked meals for other people for so long, that I don't know quite what to do when I am cooking for my own tastes. I have modified meals to account for the child who doesn't like nuts, the child who doesn't like chocolate, the child who …

Discipline as freedom

Today is First Friday, a day many Catholics make a point to get to Mass. This devotion dates back to the 17th century and St. Margaret Mary Alacoque. When the alarm went off this morning, I was very tempted to just ignore my good intentions and keep snuggling in my very comfortable bed. But I didn't. I got up, got dressed, and got to Mass. The Friday Mass in our parish is always special since it is followed by Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament. After Mass I took advantage of being able to kneel in the Real Presence of Christ and offer a Rosary. I then sat in the silence for a few minutes, offering all my thoughts and endeavors for the day to Jesus and taking the time to be still so I could hear any responses.

It would have been so easy to skip this Mass. It is not required. But my day is going so much better because I added a little discipline to my morning. George Weigel reflected on the concept of discipline in yesterday's Lenten reflection in his new book,Roman Pilgrimage…