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Semper Gaudete!: Homily 10-26-2010 - Fr. Wade Menezes, CPM - Feria




Semper Gaudete!: When Things Go Wrong on the Computer

When Things Go Wrong on the Computer

Some, but not all, of the following "computer oys" have happened to me.
Have you ever sent an e-mail, or posted something on a message board, in the heat of anger, and then, when it was too late, said to yourself, "What was I
thinking?"
When that happens, it is time for (cringe cringe cringe) Operation Apology. And crow is NOT the
most savory dish in the world.
Have you ever sent or posted something that was taken the wrong way because you didn't include a
smiley?
Have you ever corrected somebody's spelling on a message board, only to find that your own post contanes more than one glaring eror in speling?
Have you ever been in the middle of writing something absolutely brilliant, sparkling, your best work ever.... and the computer crashed?
Have you ever sent something meant for just one
person to everyone on your group's e-mail list? Nine out of ten times, it will be something extremely personal, something you did NOT want to share with
the whole group.
Sometimes, however, this can turn out to be a good thing, because it is then that you find out who your real on-line friends are.
Has your cat ever walked across the keyboard while you were looking at your shopping cart, thereby placing an order for you?
For multibloggers: Have you ever posted something to the wrong blog?
If you can answer "Yes" to any of these questions,
then all I can say is "Welcome to the club!"
Of course, the up side of these computer mishaps is....
they make great blog material!

Homily 10-26-2010 - Fr. Wade Menezes, CPM - Feria

I always watch Mass with the captions on, because of the
traffic on my block. It can get LOUD, and that is an understatement.
Today, though, there was no noisy traffic, no trucks, no horns honking, so I HEARD
Fr. Wade's homily, and it was well worth hearing! Fr. Wade spoke several times of Jesus
as "the One sent." The caption, however, read "1¢"!
Now that I think of it, there is some material for meditation here!
"1¢". Little things. The widow's mite. Faith the size of a mustard seed.
We can never measure how much God can do with our small, seemingly insignificant actions.
I touched on this several weeks ago.
Semper Gaudete!: Little Things

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Semper Gaudete!: This Might Surprise You

Semper Gaudete!: Family News.... WOO HOO!!!!

Family News.... WOO HOO!!!!

My niece, Kristy Verdi, was pregnant; due to give birth any day.

A few minutes ago Mom and I were looking at some old photographs Mom had

recently found, and... this is so cool... just when I came across a picture of Kristy

{we called her Kristy Lynn back then} as a little girl.... the phone rang.

It's a girl, 6 pounds, 8 ounces.

I'm typing with a BIG smile on my face!

What wonderful news to end this week's blog posts with!

This Might Surprise You

This is adapted from at least one of my older blogs.
Time to reveal a bit more about myself. 
I am a middle-aged {I've never really liked that expression, because to me middle-aged is half as old as one is GOING to be} single woman. I still live with my mother due to a physical disability. We have separate apartments; mine is downstairs, and Mom's is upstairs. The computer is upstairs.
I have poor eye-hand-foot co-ordination, and a perceptual-motor problem, and am a non-dyslexic dysgraphic. I was reading at an early age, but I still can't write legibly. How many times was I scolded by my teachers who thought that since I read so well, my sloppy penmanship was due to carelessness and laziness? "She's just not trying!" {In fairness to them, I should point out that in those days, most people were unaware that my particular disability even existed.}
What does poor co-ordination mean? The best way I can explain it is this: (And remember, my medical training is non-existent!) My eyes work fine,  my hands work fine, and my feet work fine.
Now, imagine that my eyes, hands, and feet are students in a classroom. Individually, they are
excellent students (I suppose that, in the case of my eyes, I should say excellent pupils.) However,
put them together in a committee, and they do not work well together. 
My poor co-ordination also gives me a problem with my balance. I can walk quite well in my own home and my own yard, where I don't have to worry about people in a hurry pushing into me. So I only go out and about if I have someone to hold on to. I do use a walker from time to time, but I have to stay on my own block even then; the traffic is too dangerous. For one thing, some drivers go
BACKWARDS on our one-way street!
Another aspect of my perceptual problem is that I cannot see where things are in relationship to where I am. I can see WHAT it is, but I won't be able to point to it accurately, nor can I tell what other people are pointing to.
I remember being very confused, very puzzled many, many times because I saw the teacher pointing to me when, in reality, she was pointing to one of my classmates, and vice-versa. I can't remember how many times I was scolded for calling out, or for not paying attention.
Once I was diagnosed, however, I explained my problem, and requested that my teachers call on me by name.
I was also one of the kids some, though not all, of the other kids picked on and called "REE-tard!" Of course, I very well might have acted the same way, had our situations been reversed.
After I had become a Catholic, someone told me that Purgatory would be much worse than anything that happened to me in school.
I responded, "No, I think it will be better, because it will be FAIR. I won't suffer anything I don't DESERVE in Purgartory, and I won't be confused as to why I am there."
And as I type this, it occurs to me that Purgatory won't only be FAIR; it will be MERCIFUL, because God is merciful. I'll suffer in Purgatory much LESS than I deserve.

Muslim blasphemer dances on the high altar at the Florence Cathedral

Muslim blasphemer dances on the high altar at the Florence Cathedral

This calls for prayers of reparation.

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Semper Gaudete!: Well, Someone Was Paying Attention<

Semper Gaudete!: Thunderstorm



Semper Gaudete!: The 2nd Luminous Mystery

The 2nd Luminous Mystery

I have seen it suggested that, when we meditate on this Mystery, we think of a Jewish wedding, with the music, and the dancing. Well, that makes my meditation on that Mystery a bit anachronistic. When I think of a Jewish wedding, the music, the dancing, I think "Hava Nagila"!

Well, Someone Was Paying Attention

{This post has appeared, in slightly different form, in at least two of my older, more or less defunct, blogs.}


This happened thirty-odd years ago in my parish Church, Guardian Angel, in Brooklyn, New York.
Back then I usually went to evening, rather than morning,  Mass,  (except on Sunday) so I didn't actually witness this.  I  did, however, hear about it from more than one person who was there.
 Fr. Kelly, who was the pastor at that time, had a beautiful black cat named Midnight, who frequently attended Mass. One morning when Midnight was there, Fr. Kelly said, "Bring a friend to Church."
 The next day, several members of the congregation almost fell over when Midnight walked in with another cat!

New Media and the Holy Sacraments Just Don

New Media and the Holy Sacraments Just Don

Thunderstorm

There was an absolutely gorgeous, spectacular thunderstorm just now. Thunderclaps, flashes of lightning... it's as if God gave a fireworks display... only much, much more majestic.
{But I have to admit I was thankful to be safe indoors}

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I've selected just two posts from this week's (not very large) output.

On this Memorial of Our Lady of the Rosary, I'd like to say a few things about this beautiful prayer.

There are some people who say that praying the Rosary is old-fashioned.
Well, so is eating!
There are, and have always been, some people who say that praying the Rosary
is only for the unlearned.  One way to respond is with this
story , which I've loved this story for years.
(I've posted this link before, in at least one of my other blogs.)


For years after my conversion to Catholicism (I am a Jewish convert) I felt that there
was too great a gap between the Fifth Joyful Mystery and the First Sorrowful Mystery.
I was therefore delighted, absolutely delighted, when Pope John Paul the Great added
the Luminous Mysterious.


I have time enough every day to pray the Rosary five times.  First, I pray the Mysteries
recommended for that day,  for the intentions of the Immaculate Heart of Mary.
Later, I pray the Joyful Mysteries, for the protection of the unborn.   The next set,
the Luminous Mysteries, I offer for priests, living and deceased.
You may think that I pray the Sorrowful Mysteries for the Souls in Purgatory, but, no.
These Mysteries are for those who are suffering and struggling here on Earth.  It's a
long list, and I always add, "and those most in need." That way, nobody is left out.
And what about the Souls in Purgatory?  For them, I offer the Glorious Mysteries,
"that they may soon be among the Saints in glory."


There are so many ways to pray the Rosary.  
1: With a book or website of Rosary meditations.
2: With a Scriptural Rosary book or website, one verse for each bead.
3: By adding one or more words to the Hail Mary. For example,
"And blessed is the Fruit of thy womb, Jesus, born in poverty."
4: While watching one of the televised Rosary programs on EWTN.
(My personal favorite is The Holy Land Rosary with Fr. Mitch Pacwa. )
5: Before the Blessed Sacrament.
6: While doing the housework, thus uniting my housework to Our Lady's.
Believe me, she did housework, and she didn't have the modern appliances
we have nowadays.


Reasons for praying the Rosary:
It honors Mary, and Jesus is always pleased when we honor His Mother.
It helps us to focus on the lives of Jesus and Mary.
It helps us to increase in grace.
And don't forget, it drives Satan up the wall!













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Great News from Chile

Rescue workers have reached the chamber where 33 Chilean miners have been trapped since the 5th of August. It could take a few days, however, before the rescue workers will be able to free them. Precautions need to be taken.
And then, thank God, the miners will be home with their families.

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A Few Thoughts About The Rosary

On this Memorial of Our Lady of the Rosary, I'd like to say a few things about this beautiful prayer.

There are some people who say that praying the Rosary is old-fashioned.
Well, so is eating!
There are, and have always been, some people who say that praying the Rosary
is only for the unlearned.  One way to respond is with this
story , which I've loved this story for years.
(I've posted this link before, in at least one of my other blogs.)


For years after my conversion to Catholicism (I am a Jewish convert) I felt that there
was too great a gap between the Fifth Joyful Mystery and the First Sorrowful Mystery.
I was therefore delighted, absolutely delighted, when Pope John Paul the Great added
the Luminous Mysterious.


I have time enough every day to pray the Rosary five times.  First, I pray the Mysteries
recommended for that day,  for the intentions of the Immaculate Heart of Mary.
Later, I pray the Joyful Mysteries, for the protection of the unborn.   The next set,
the Luminous Mysteries, I offer for priests, living and deceased.
You may think that I pray the Sorrowful Mysteries for the Souls in Purgatory, but, no.
These Mysteries are for those who are suffering and struggling here on Earth.  It's a
long list, and I always add, "and those most in need." That way, nobody is left out.
And what about the Souls in Purgatory?  For them, I offer the Glorious Mysteries,
"that they may soon be among the Saints in glory."


There are so many ways to pray the Rosary.  
1: With a book or website of Rosary meditations.
2: With a Scriptural Rosary book or website, one verse for each bead.
3: By adding one or more words to the Hail Mary. For example,
"And blessed is the Fruit of thy womb, Jesus, born in poverty."
4: While watching one of the televised Rosary programs on EWTN.
(My personal favorite is The Holy Land Rosary with Fr. Mitch Pacwa. )
5: Before the Blessed Sacrament.
6: While doing the housework, thus uniting my housework to Our Lady's.
Believe me, she did housework, and she didn't have the modern appliances
we have nowadays.


Reasons for praying the Rosary:
It honors Mary, and Jesus is always pleased when we honor His Mother.
It helps us to focus on the lives of Jesus and Mary.
It helps us to increase in grace.
And don't forget, it drives Satan up the wall!

Another Version of Pollyanna

I have two more things to be thankful for today.
I love to read plays, and I've discovered that there is a dramatized version of Pollyanna.
So that's the first thing I'm thankful for.
A little more research, and I found that this play is available online.
And that's the second thing I'm thankful for.
Click here
It will be fun to see how much of the original story the playwright, Catherine Chisholm Cushing, retains, and how much she changes.

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FRIDAY, OCTOBER 1, 2010
Little Things
I love this quote from my Patron Saint, Therese of Lisieux, whose feast we celebrate today:
"Pick up a pin for the love of God, and you may save a soul."
How right, how wise! We may not be called to do great things,but we can do the little, everyday tasks for the love of God, and then how great, how valuable those little tasks become.
No work is menial if it is done for the love of God.
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Jolly Book
In Pollyanna Grows Up, by Eleanor H. Porter, Pollyanna goes to Boston and meets a boy named Jamie. Jamie is in a wheelchair, and has a book he calls his "Jolly Book".
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"But you haven't told me yet about-the Jolly Book," prompted Pollyanna, after a minute.
The boy stirred and laughed shamefacedly.
" Well, you see, it ain't much, after all, except to me. You wouldn't see much in it. I started it a year ago. I was feelin' 'specially bad that day. Nothin' was right. For a while I grumped it out, just thinkin'; and then I picked tip one of father's books and tried to read. And the first thing I see was this: I learned it afterwards, so I can say it now.

'Pleasures lie thickest where no pleasures seem;

There's not a leaf that falls upon the ground

But holds some joy, of silence or of sound."

"Well, I was mad. I wished I could put the guy that wrote that in my place, and see what kind of joy
he'd find in my 'leaves.' I was so mad I made up my mind I'd prove he didn't know what he was talkin' about, so I begun to hunt for 'em-the joys in my 'leaves,' you know. I took a little old empty notebook that Jerry had given me, and I said to myself that I'd write 'em down. Everythin' that had anythin' about it that I liked I'd put down in the book. Then I'd just show how many ' joys' I had."
" Yes, yes! " cried Pollyanna, absorbedly, as the boy paused for breath.
" Well, I didn't expect to get many, but-do you know?-I got a lot. There was somethin' about 'most everythin' that I liked a little, so in it had to go. The very first one was the book itself-that I'd got it, you know, to write in. Then somebody give me a flower in a pot, and Jerry found a dandy book in the subway. After that it was really fun to hunt 'em out-I'd find 'em in such queer places, sometimes. Then one day Jerry got hold of the little notebook, and found out what 'twas. Then he give it its name-the Jolly Book. And-and that's all."
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Pollyanna, of course, is delighted.
I've been thinking about getting a blank journal and keeping a book like that; writing
down all the good things that happen, all the little and not-so-little blessings, and
then sharing at least some of them in this blog.
One more thing: Thank God for books in the public domain that I can quote from at length
without having to be concerned about copyright infringements!

Little Things

I love this quote from my Patron Saint, Therese of Lisieux, whose feast we celebrate today:
"Pick up a pin for the love of God, and you may save a soul."
How right, how wise! We may not be called to do great things,but we can do the little, everyday tasks for the love of God, and then how great, how valuable those little tasks become.
No work is menial if it is done for the love of God.

Jolly Book

In Pollyanna Grows Up, by Eleanor H. Porter, Pollyanna goes to Boston and meets a boy named Jamie. Jamie is in a wheelchair, and has a book he calls his "Jolly Book".
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"But you haven't told me yet about-the Jolly Book," prompted Pollyanna, after a minute.
The boy stirred and laughed shamefacedly.
" Well, you see, it ain't much, after all, except to me. You wouldn't see much in it. I started it a year ago. I was feelin' 'specially bad that day. Nothin' was right. For a while I grumped it out, just thinkin'; and then I picked tip one of father's books and tried to read. And the first thing I see was this: I learned it afterwards, so I can say it now.

   'Pleasures lie thickest where no pleasures seem;
    There's not a leaf that falls upon the ground
    But holds some joy, of silence or of sound."

"Well, I was mad. I wished I could put the guy that wrote that in my place, and see what kind of joy
he'd find in my 'leaves.' I was so mad I made up my mind I'd prove he didn't know what he was talkin' about, so I begun to hunt for 'em-the joys in my 'leaves,' you know. I took a little old empty notebook that Jerry had given me, and I said to myself that I'd write 'em down. Everythin' that had anythin' about it that I liked I'd put down in the book. Then I'd just show how many ' joys' I had."
" Yes, yes! " cried Pollyanna, absorbedly, as the boy paused for breath.
" Well, I didn't expect to get many, but-do you know?-I got a lot. There was somethin' about 'most everythin' that I liked a little, so in it had to go. The very first one was the book itself-that I'd got it, you know, to write in. Then somebody give me a flower in a pot, and Jerry found a dandy book in the subway. After that it was really fun to hunt 'em out-I'd find 'em in such queer places, sometimes. Then one day Jerry got hold of the little notebook, and found out what 'twas. Then he give it its name-the Jolly Book. And-and that's all."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Pollyanna, of course, is delighted.
I've been thinking about getting a blank journal and keeping a book like that; writing
down all the good things that happen, all the little and not-so-little blessings, and
then sharing at least some of them in this blog.
One more thing: Thank God for books in the public domain that I can quote from at length
without having to be concerned about copyright infringements!