Leaving questions of the aforementioned painting at the top of this 'blog aside for the moment (in fact, they can go hang), Fr Chadwick over at English Catholic has a very resonant and apposite post about conversion, patrimony, keeping up with the Joneses (I got that impression), intolerance, the wood between the worlds; call it what you will. I enjoy reading his stuff. He seems steadier than me, less quick to wrath and resentment and more skilled in the art of writing, even if we are in some ways similar in our outlook. I commend him for linking to me - doing so can hardly increase his popularity in the liturgical (or otherwise) blogosphere.
As for me, I am at present so overworked and frustrated with one thing after another that I have stopped caring and retired to the woods of Middle-earth. It's St Lucy's Day today, and I am going to spend some time with my dog (who is called Lucy, and who is in the above photo), a creature far more worthy than many humans, who understands me better than most, and far more liturgical than me, or anyone. Who else would wake up and scratch on your bedroom door at close to 2 o'clock in the morning to remind you of your liturgical duties?
Patrici, I wish both you and your dog Lucy a very happy nameday! I pray to Sancta Lucia every day, especially today, as she is the protectress of eyesight, and patroness of those with eye problems. As did the ancient Romans, so do I pray over my medication: in the case of my daily eye drops, before taking them, i make a sign of the cross over them, saying: ''Per intercessionem Sanctae Luciae, Virginis et Martyris, liberet me Deus a malo oculorum, et ab omni alio malo. In nomine Patris et Filii + et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.'' I write this only to give you, or anyone you know who might be interested, an example of prayer to St. Lucy.
ReplyDeleteAlbertus, that's nice to know.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, the scratching on the door thing was because she needed to go to the loo, not because of some innate liturgical proclivity.