I felt a little helpless, watching as the coach explained why he’d been cashiered.
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A field hospital after battle: that’s the image today’s gospel brought to mind for me.
A precocious walker, our granddaughter Hannah has been toddling (and dashing) about upright for well over a year now…so it caught me by surprise when she resorted to crawling for a brief spell this morning.
Ironic: On Leap Day, She-Of-Boundless-Energy reverts to hands-and-knees.
Do you think maybe the rest of the Twelve might have been jealous when they heard the story Peter, James and John had to tell about the Transfiguration?
We heard “Act Two” from the story of the prophet Jonah at Mass today – a tale that inevitably reminds me of “Act One”…in which the reluctant missionary finds himself residing in the belly of a whale.
Maybe it’s because I’ve reached the stage in life when such things can no longer be taken for granted, but I’ve long thought that a balky digestive system is an overlooked grace in Jonah’s life.
‘Hmmm…that’s different,’ I thought this morning as our Pastor began the Eucharistic Prayer at daily Mass.
And indeed, it was: He chose one of the Reconciliation versions – well suited for these early days of Lent.
‘Fished my wish’ at Mass this morning.
Some background: I was suitably amused the other day to discover @BillDonahy’s ‘Catholic Guide To Ashes’ on the Twittersphere. Tickled enough, in fact, to retweet his graphic – along with a note that I most often experience ‘The Blob’ when the ashes are imposed.