Kavanaugh!!!! Alleluia. I felt a little like the people in France cheering in the streets after the end of WWII, but pro-life friends tell me this is just the beginning of the next battle and to keep up the prayers.
Today we had a Life Chain in downtown Hot Springs, Arkansas where I am now living. A different mood from those I have been with in other places because Arkansas is so Christian that most passersby just gave positive signs of agreement!
Today we had a Life Chain in downtown Hot Springs, Arkansas where I am now living. A different mood from those I have been with in other places because Arkansas is so Christian that most passersby just gave positive signs of agreement!
Yesterday I went to a performance of Native-American dancers. I had never seen such tribal dances except in Wild West movies. I was surprised how colorful and friendly the dancers were to the mostly Anglo audience as well as full of fun. It was enjoyable to join them in the open group circle dances.
I thought, I am too much usually in a kind of cocoon where I only see my house, the Church and the super-market. It is good to see other sorts of people. By chance I read an autobiography called Lakota Woman by a Native-American activist, Mary Crow Dog. The happy surprise is where this semi-feminist writer tells other feminist leaders that Native Americans don’t believe in abortion and contraception, since they see it as genocide of Native Americans!!!!
My grandson-in-law, Sean, with whom I am living, seeing me having fits over tech said he would like to make a cartoon of me in purgatory with Jesus saying “You can only talk to me on Skype.”
In my days tiny babies only wore very simple pastel little stretch outfits. Nowadays, more creative garments are sold to parents – there was my 3 month old Julia, great granddaughter, appearing on the way to Mass in a denim jeans outfit. I started singing the old song to her, “Hi, ho, hi, ho, it’s home to work we go,” and she smiled at me!
In my days tiny babies only wore very simple pastel little stretch outfits. Nowadays, more creative garments are sold to parents – there was my 3 month old Julia, great granddaughter, appearing on the way to Mass in a denim jeans outfit. I started singing the old song to her, “Hi, ho, hi, ho, it’s home to work we go,” and she smiled at me!
My 3 year old great granddaughter is lulled to sleep in her papa’s arms where he tells her to listen to his heartbeat as he listens to hers. She remarked “In heaven we will be able to hear the heartbeats of Jesus and Mother Mary.”
How did wild cats who were free ever agree to become tamed house cats of humans? Possibly because from us they could get food without any struggle! I thought of the analogy that we become tamed Christians through the Eucharist.
My granddaughter, Jenny, plays music to lull the children to sleep in the car. Apparently Johnny Cash songs are the most effective. As an 81 year old who converted to classical music in 1953, I had never even heard a Johnny Cash song! I find them very amusing with their clever way to convey some Christian moral teachings!
I came upon this Poem. It has some defects in concept but I liked it just the same. Maybe you will.
A Journey Ends
by Don Blanding
I have seen death too often to believe in death.
It is not an ending…but a withdrawal,
As one who finishes a long journey
Stills the motor,
Turns off the lights,
Steps from his car
And walks up the path
To the home that awaits him.
A Journey Ends
by Don Blanding
I have seen death too often to believe in death.
It is not an ending…but a withdrawal,
As one who finishes a long journey
Stills the motor,
Turns off the lights,
Steps from his car
And walks up the path
To the home that awaits him.
Alice Von Hildebrand, my oldest friend, laughingly called me a Wandering Jew. She recently asked me on e-mail how many moves I had made since I first met her. Here is my list. I was surprised!
1. From 93rd St. to Rome
2. Rome to NYC with babies
3. NYC to Highland across the Hudson so kids could have a garden
4. to San Juan Capistrano because Martin was so sick with asthma and couldn't take the cold weather on the East Coast.
5. from Capistrano to Los Angeles because Martin hated living in a small place after NYC and a whole life of travel all over Europe and Asia as an international salesman. You saw us there when Dietrich spoke at Loyola Marymount.
6. To several apartments there instead while we sold the house to move nearer to the Seminary in Camarillo where I got a job less stressful than full time with students mostly into parties and/or dissent and Jesuits into dissent blocking me.
7. Woodland Hills, CA near seminary
8. Steubenville after Martin died.
9. Los Angeles to try a lay community.
10. Sedona, Arizona living with Carla and family
11. Corpus Christi, to teach at the Society of Our Lady of the Trinity College
12. Hermitage in a hermit village in Texas
13. After the head hermit determined I was much too extrovert to be a hermit I moved to Arkansas where there were some zealous Jewish converts and a Society of St. Peter Masses on the weekends.
14. Moved to Morganton, North Carolina to live with Carla and family.
15. Left for Connecticut to be in a community that wanted dedicated widows.
16. Then moved to the seminary to barter room and board for teaching.
17. Then retired back to Corpus Christi. Felt lonely living in an apartment.
18. Moved to another apartment by the Bay.
18. Now living with Jenny and Sean, granddaughter and her husband who got his first geology prof. job in Hot Springs - he is a remarkable convert from an atheist communist background and she is a revert Catholic - both daily Mass, Miles Christi formed.
Now, dearest Lily, I never counted up those moves! How could I have done that? Simple, if you live simply on social security and a pension and like to live in just one room, whenever a situation gets negative you can move somewhere else!
1. From 93rd St. to Rome
2. Rome to NYC with babies
3. NYC to Highland across the Hudson so kids could have a garden
4. to San Juan Capistrano because Martin was so sick with asthma and couldn't take the cold weather on the East Coast.
5. from Capistrano to Los Angeles because Martin hated living in a small place after NYC and a whole life of travel all over Europe and Asia as an international salesman. You saw us there when Dietrich spoke at Loyola Marymount.
6. To several apartments there instead while we sold the house to move nearer to the Seminary in Camarillo where I got a job less stressful than full time with students mostly into parties and/or dissent and Jesuits into dissent blocking me.
7. Woodland Hills, CA near seminary
8. Steubenville after Martin died.
9. Los Angeles to try a lay community.
10. Sedona, Arizona living with Carla and family
11. Corpus Christi, to teach at the Society of Our Lady of the Trinity College
12. Hermitage in a hermit village in Texas
13. After the head hermit determined I was much too extrovert to be a hermit I moved to Arkansas where there were some zealous Jewish converts and a Society of St. Peter Masses on the weekends.
14. Moved to Morganton, North Carolina to live with Carla and family.
15. Left for Connecticut to be in a community that wanted dedicated widows.
16. Then moved to the seminary to barter room and board for teaching.
17. Then retired back to Corpus Christi. Felt lonely living in an apartment.
18. Moved to another apartment by the Bay.
18. Now living with Jenny and Sean, granddaughter and her husband who got his first geology prof. job in Hot Springs - he is a remarkable convert from an atheist communist background and she is a revert Catholic - both daily Mass, Miles Christi formed.
Now, dearest Lily, I never counted up those moves! How could I have done that? Simple, if you live simply on social security and a pension and like to live in just one room, whenever a situation gets negative you can move somewhere else!
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