God Bless America!

I was talking to a friend the other day.  She told me she has started a blog.  I gave her some encouragement and offered to help any way I can.  Then I came home and looked at this blog and realized that I haven’t posted since Memorial Day!  Over a month ago!  If I were an aspiring blogger I would take Deacon Mike’s advice and toss it in the trash can.  I’m embarrassed.

I could make all kinds of excuses for my inactivity but I won’t.  I know better.  This coming November, this blog will be ten years old.  I actually started blogging for my former employer in April 2006, more than twelve years ago.  I think I know how to blog.  I even know how to blog on a regular basis because in my capacity as “professional blogger” I was expected to do it as part of my job.  So, what happened?

Life happened.  Other things seemed to always get in the way.  Believe it or not, these beautiful words of wisdom don’t just flow magically from my fingers.  A good post takes time.  Sometimes a lot of time.

Then there are those fingers themselves.  I’ve developed a neurological condition called Essential Tremor, that causes my hands to shake.  It’s hereditary.  My mom had it too.  Aside from being very aggravating, it makes it very hard to type (or eat).  If I’m going to continue, and I am, I’m going to look into voice recognition software to make this less of a chore.  Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.

Declaration_Engrav_Pg1of1_doctored_0.jpgBut, as I often do, I digress.  Today is America’s birthday.  242 years ago a brave group of colonists thumbed their noses at King George and declared our independence.  In doing so, they risked everything.  If this experiment had failed they would have lost their families, their homes, and their lives.

Those original Americans had settled along the East Coast.  The thirteen colonies all bordered the Atlantic Ocean.  There’s no way those Founding Fathers could have imagined the vast land we know today as the United States of America.  They had no way of knowing the natural resources that we would enjoy.

God blessed those founders in their efforts and has blessed our country throughout its history.  But today so many of us want to turn our backs on God.  We want Him out of our courthouses and our schools.  So many forget what He has done for us.

There’s a contentious fight over undocumented foreigners coming into our country illegally.  But whichever side of that argument you happen to be on, here’s one incontrovertible fact.  Thousands of people want to come into our country but nobody’s trying to sneak out.  If the President builds a wall, there won’t be any US citizens trying to climb over it.

So, enjoy your freedom.  Enjoy your ability to come and go as you please.  Enjoy the day off from work but don’t forget the reason for the celebration.

Check out this video:

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Happy (?) Memorial Day

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Over the weekend I heard someone wish another person “Happy Memorial Day”.  The other person called them out on their greeting saying it was inappropriate for a day set aside to remember our fallen military.  I agree.  There is nothing “happy” about losing one’s life for one’s country.  Brave–yes.  Honorable–most certainly.  But happy–I don’t think so.

Memorial Day (originally Decoration Day) was a state holiday to commemorate those lost in the Civil War.  During World War I, it was decided to honor those who lost their lives in all war.

In 1968, the federal government, in their infinite wisdom, declared Memorial Day to be a federal holiday and moved it to the last Monday in May, effective 1971.  This change meant that the day we were supposed to remember our war dead became a three-day weekend for government workers.

Memorial Day became “Open the pool day”, and “put the boat in the lake day”, and take the kids to Six Flags day”.  It became the first day of summer.  The day set aside as a memorial has become just another summer holiday, a day when we wish someone is “happy”.

I’ll be the first to admit that I managed to avoid the draft during the Viet Nam War.  I had a medical deferment.  I considered myself very lucky.  But, as the years have passed, I believe serving my country would have been good for me.  But, you can’t go back and they certainly don’t want me now.  So today, I go out of my way to thank anyone I see in uniform.  My small parish, Saint Bernadette, is located adjacent to Jefferson Barracks National Cemetery.  I make sure we include a petition for our military men and women at every mass.

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Jefferson Barracks National Cemetery

So, on this Memorial Day, please remember what it’s for.  Enjoy your picnic or your family get-together but take time to remember all the men and women who have made the supreme sacrifice so you can enjoy this day of freedom.

God bless the men and women who have died so that we might be free.

Whatever happened to Easter finery?

As a yout’, I worked for a national department store in the “Boys’ Department’.  I’m not sure in this day of political correctness that’s the proper name for it, but what else do you call a department where you sell boys’ clothes?  Anyway, that’s what we called it in the late 60s when there were only two genders.

I thought about those days over the past weekend.  In my department store days, we were slammed the last weekend before Easter and Easter weekend itself.  Every mother wanted to get her male offspring a suit and tie to wear for Easter.  These weren’t wealthy people.  But tradition said that her ten husky had to be properly dressed for Easter Sunday.  Either a two-piece or even a three-piece suit with a new dress shirt and a clip-on tie were absolutely required.  It was a madhouse.

The Easter dressing expedition seemed to be a mother-son affair.  There weren’t a lot of dads around.  The Girls’ Department was on another floor but I assume bedlam reigned there too.  It was a ritual of spring and nobody was immune.  The only people more hassled than the workers in the Boys’ Department were the poor alteration ladies.  Of course, every suit had to be altered in one way or another.  There were no perfect ten huskies.

I got to reminiscing about those days last weekend.  Don’t get me wrong.  Lots of families come to mass on Easter dressed to the nines.  It is the day Jesus was raised from the dead and certainly calls for our best outfits.  But there are some people who just can’t be bothered.  I don’t think it has to do with money.  Some of the blue jeans I saw in church cost more than a pair of dress pants.  The hockey jersey costs just as much as a sports coat.  I think it’s just a sign of the respect we have for one another (and for God).  And as much as I hate to say it, I think it’s more prevalent among Catholics.

There is another side to this argument:  “Would Jesus turn someone away because they weren’t properly dressed?”  No, I don’t believe He would, but that’s not the point.  It’s about respect:  respect for our fellow Catholics, respect for God’s house, and respect for God Himself.

I wonder, if the Holy Father was coming to your parish and you were one of the lucky ones invited to meet him, wouldn’t you dress up?  I think you would.  Well, guess what, Jesus is the Pope’s boss and he’s in every Catholic church every Sunday in the Blessed Sacrament.  Are tank tops and tattered jeans really proper apparel?

While we’re on the subject of disrespectful behavior in church, I offer for your consideration, without comment, this article from the Catholic Herald.

If you don’t want to read the article, watching the following video should be enough.

 

National Essential Tremors Awaress Month

NETA-2018-Facebook-BannerChances are you’ve never heard of essential tremors.  Simply put, ET is shaky hands.  It looks like Parkinson’s Disease but the symptoms are different, except for the shaking.

I’ve suffered from ET for a long time as did my late mother.

This is a Catholic blog so this might not be a relevant topic except that it affects everyone, Catholic or not.

I just want to call it to your attention because it’s a serious illness that affects millions of people but it’s not well-known unless you or a loved one has it.  The disease is eight times more common than Parkinson’s.  So if you see someone whose hands are shaking or who has a shaky voice, there’s a good chance it’s ET.

There are some medications that may be used, but in my experience, they don’t do much good.  There’s also a surgical option but only as a last resort as it involves drilling into the brain.  Research is ongoing, but because Essential Tremors isn’t one of the BIG diseases that attract a lot of attention and lots of cash, it’s a slow process.  Imagine looking at a plate of food and knowing that there’s no way you can get it from the plate to your mouth.  Imagine spilling everything.  Imagine not being able to sign your name.  It’s not fun.

Please take a moment to visit the ET website and learn something about this disease.  Then say a prayer for those of us who suffer from it.  We’re easy to spot.  We’re the ones with soup on our shirts.

The ET foundation has a Youtube channel or you can check out their website.   Here’s a good video to watch if you’re interested in learning more.

RIP Billy Graham

billy-graham-pope-catholic-church-vatican-false-gospelAs You’ve probably heard by now, the Reverend Billy Graham has passed away at the age of 99.  While I don’t agree with all of his theology, there’s no doubt that he led thousands, maybe even millions, of people to Christ.  I wish I had his skill with words.  It seems like once every generation there’s a Christian preacher who can reach the masses.  I wonder who will take Graham’s place.

One thing that the Reverend said that I do absolutely agree with is that “I’ve read the last page of the Bible and everything turns out alright.”

Surprisingly, NBC aired a seven minute interview with Kathie Lee Gifford where she shares her relationship with Reverend Graham.  It’s worth your time to watch.

80 degrees on February 15

As I sit in my office on the day after Ash Wednesday with the window open I can’t help but wonder about the weather here in Saint Louis.  It’s 80 degrees!  But not to worry, tomorrow the high is supposed to be in the thirties.  We’ve been on a meteorological roller coaster this year.  It’s been cold, then hot, then cold again, over and over.  Don’t get  me started on global warming.

But the temperature, precipitation (or lack thereof) is small potatoes compared to what the people in Florida are suffering today.  More children have been taken from us by a sicko with a gun.  Notice that I’m not blaming the gun any more than I could blame the car in a hit-and-run accident that caused one or more deaths.  How do we stop the killing?  Let’s start by paying attention.  Apparently, there were warning signs that this individual was going to snap.  But nobody paid attention, or nobody wanted to get involved.  Whatever the excuse,  this massacre could have been avoided.

Father Z blogs today about the role of the Main Stream Media in all this and as usual I agree with him 100%).  He writes

Say you are someone who wants to create maximum pain and be remembered for it.  Time and again you see running children, interviews of tear streaked survivors, lines of officials in uniforms at microphones, politicians pushing each other out of the way to convey their “thoughts and prayers”.  An endless stream of attention and – in a twisted way – affirmation that, “HEY!  Yeah… I could do THAT!”

He refers to the Main Stream Media as MSM (mass shooting media).  “I can’t hear the network execs: “But CNN is down there with about 20 producers and cameras!  If WE don’t go, we’ll lose market share tonight!”  Go to Father Z’s blog and read the whole post.  There’s nothing I can add.

And don’t forget that tomorrow is Friday, Fish Fry Day.

Bishop Barron on the iGens

On this Tuesday of the first week of Advent, I want to share a video with you by

Bishop Robert Barron on the iGens..  iGens are the generation born since 1995.  The Bishop points out that this is the first generation who has no experience with life without iPhones, and iPads and all the other “i” electronics.

They are in no hurry to grow up, often waiting until their late teens to get their first driver’s license and being perfectly happy to live at home with Mom and Dad.  Where I live, in Church world, our biggest concern with these folks is that they don’t go to church, and often don’t believe in God.

We all know it, but frankly, we don’t know what to do about it.  If you have kids or grandkids. or if you’re concerned about the future of the Church, watching this will be ten minutes and twenty-three seconds well spent.  Enjoy