Sorry guys, but after reading the USCCB’s response to the ridiculous proposal by Seizure to rip our religious freedoms away, I just can’t help but share this tune with you. After all, we have a long standing tradition of holding fast, and not knuckling under. [Read more…]
At the Battle of Mobile Bay in the American Civil War, Admiral David Glasgow Farragut gave a famous command. When one of his ships struck a mine and sank and the remaining ships in the fleet got “cold feet” and dallied, he shouted, “Damn the torpedoes! Full Speed ahead!” The remaining ships pressed on and swept the harbor of Confederate resistance. The Catholic Church’s stance on abortion strikes me as similar. [Read more…]
And that is good enough for me. Especially because smarter, more capable, and more knowledgeable folks spell it all out for me too.
Fr. Dwight Longenecker: Christmas, Pagan Romans, and Frodo Baggins.
Jake Tawney: The Dating of Christmas.
Alexander Pope: Messiah
And, of course, Linus reciting the passage from St. Luke.
Isn’t Govert Teunisz Flinck’s painting, Angels Announcing the Birth to the Shepherds (1639, oil on wood) beautiful?
Be of good cheer!
A reflection for December 9, 2009 from The Little Blue Book: Advent & Christmas Seasons 2009-2010. I have no idea who wrote it, but after yesterday’s Gospel reading, it hits the mark.
“I said if I were going to do a Christmas show, we have to use the passage from St. Luke (about the birth of Christ).”—Charles Schultz, creator of the “Peanuts” comic strip
On this day (December 9) in 1965 (I was two years old!) the classic “A Charlie Brown Christmas” premiered on TV. It was based on the infancy narrative of St. Luke. In the plot, Charlie Brown tries to find the true meaning of Christmas. Linus recounts the story of the birth of Jesus.
The program won an Emmy and a Peabody Award, and led to more than thirty additional Peanuts TV specials. [Read more…]
Originally published on the Feast of the Immaculate Conception, in December of last year, it seems fitting, what with Halloween coming up, to run it again.
Yesterday, I did something that I can only explain by pointing to the fact that I am a Catholic. I said a prayer for the soul of Dracula. No, not for Bram Stoker’s fictional vampyre version of him, but for the real Dracula. That’s right, Vlad “the Impaler.” [Read more…]