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Friday, November 6, 2009, 3:39 PM
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Abba Lot visited Abba Joseph and summarized his religious life this way:

“Abba, I recite the liturgy the best I can, sometimes I fast, I pray and meditate, I try to live peacefully with others, and I attempt to cleanse my thoughts. What more can I do?”

The old man Joseph stood up, stretching his hands toward heaven. His fingers seemed to be ten lamps of fire. He said to Lot, “If you will, you can become all flame.”

Divided tongues of fire appeared among them, and a tongue rested on each of them when the Holy Spirit arrived at Pentacost.

Acts 2:3

Related:
Ancora Imparo; I am still learning
Beginning to Pray


Friday, November 6, 2009, 1:48 PM
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I’m trying to watch the celebration in NY – the Yankees going down the Canyon of Heroes amid a couple million fans and a lot of shredded paper – and this is the most unsatisfying experience. Why? Because television broadcasters -and apparently whoever is directing them- have gone completely hyperactive. I want to see the parade. That’s all I want to see. I don’t want to see silly female reporters screaming into their microphones about “the love and positive energy” or boorish male reporters scaring little kids by shoving mics in their faces and demanding a performance.

Even worse, though, are the banners. There are so many banners on the television screen, that I feel like I am peering through a fence, hoping to get a glimpse of the Yankees. There are bright banners near the bottom announcing THIS IS WHAT YOU ARE WATCHING and THIS IS WHERE YOU ARE WATCHING IT and LIVE! in HD! And then near the top on another side LIVE COPTER!! Then a picture-in-picture, with another brain dead reporter who has run out of things to say and decided to simply shove his mic into the faces of two women who emit ear-piercing, tribal screams.

I flip through the channels, one after another, and it’s frustrating. Every channel has an overabundance of banners, bellowing reporters talking and talking about what they see…but we’re not allowed to see it! I am watching the parade, but I cannot SEE it! I can’t hear the crowd; I only hear the mediafolk.

Right now: a graphic of lower Manhattan with three pics-in-pics…”there’s Nick Swisher!” says a reporter. What I can see is a sea of arms raised to take a picture, nowhere near the float.

I’m just gobsmacked. Technology offers too many options to those news folk in their vans, and they are unable to just train their cameras on the parade route and shut the hell up. Awful.

“I love the parades,” says a reporter. “I am an American and I love the parade and the bands!” Not that we can see any of that.

I am struck by how utterly inarticulate the newsfolk are
. One would assume that these people, who make their livings by using words, would have more of them at their disposal, besides, “awesome,” and “exciting,” and “amazing.”

Is there a more overused word in the English language, currently, than “amazing”?

My son watched me flipping, impatiently, through the channels and he asked, “it’s the same graphics-heavy stuff on every channel; what is it you want?”

I want coherence. I want a presentation linear enough to tell its own story. I want a highly paid media-specialist who is capable of talking about something more than whether or not he alone -amid a sea of people- is being noticed by the Yankee players floating by.

I want someone with a microphone to try to say something thoughtful or even mildly profound; he doesn’t have to succeed at it, but if someone would just make the attempt to mark the moment with a word picture, or a memorable insight about the mysterious tribal alchemy of teams and cities; about how they lift each other up. It is worth dwelling for a moment on how an event like this builds small-town community in the midst of big-city anonymity, and how these bonding moments nourish the spirit metropolitan, so that when sorrow or catastrophe comes, it may be borne in strength, and with a sense of commonality, hopefulness and trust.

Television is a wonderful tool; it’s rendered unwatchable, and therefore useless, by the folks who know all about how to work the gadgetry but haven’t a clue about balance, or moderation.

Just now, the screen erupted into FOUR screens! As if anyone can actually see anything when EVERYTHING is being shoved in front of your eyes! Ack! Now they pull back and we’re watching…we’re watching reporters sitting in chairs, talking about what they’re seeing in their monitors!

Can we see the parade? Can we see the highschool kids playing New York, New York? Can we see the cops in kilts, playing their bagpipes? Can we see the damn parade, and the floats, and the YANKEES, and not the reporters?

Can we hear the damn crowd, and not the endlessly yakking gasbags who have nothing to say? Please?

No?

Apparently, the answer is no.

“It’s exciting to watch the floats go by,” says a reporter.

Well, how nice that you got to see them.


Friday, November 6, 2009, 11:25 AM
The_Anchoress

Amma Theodora lists these qualities for a teacher:
– Have no desire to dominate
– Have no interest in vanity or pride
– Never be distracted by flattery or gifts
– Be in control of the stomach
– Be slow to become angry
– Be as patient, gentle and humble as possible
– Be properly examined and without political ties
– Be a lover of souls

You, then, that teach others, will you not teach yourselves?
– Romans, 2:21

(Source, to come…)


Thursday, November 5, 2009, 3:05 PM
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This is a rather remarkable story of one couple’s journey. (Source)

It was January 2006 and she was living in Singapore with her husband, Kumar, and her son, Karthi. In her dream she saw a “very humble lady” surrounded by candles.

She and Kumar were devout Hindus and they knew the lady in Uma’s dreams was not a Hindu god. They knew little of Christianity, but they thought this lady might be the Blessed Mother. Still, because they came from a long tradition of Hinduism in India, they didn’t give the dream much thought.

Later that year Kumar got a job that took him to San Diego. A few months later, he found a new job in McLean. Uma and Karthi joined him that December.

This past April, Uma began to have more dreams of Mary.

One night she dreamed she was walking into a church she’d never seen before. Once inside, she turned right and found a little room where there were red candles and a statue of Mary.

The second night, she was in the same room, but this time she saw a big cross made of palm leaves.

Another night, she dreamed she was in a boat. On her right was a black woman with dark hair and on her left, a lady wearing a blue scarf and holding a Bible. The woman in blue showed Uma some verses to read to make her worries disappear. In her dream, Uma read the Bible verses and both women disappeared.

Uma and Kumar talked about the dreams and, by the fourth night, they decided to visit a church to see what was happening.

Kumar typed “St. Mary Church Fairfax” into Google and entered the address from the first result into his GPS device. The address was for St. Mary of Sorrows Church in Fairfax.

When they got to the church, Uma was shocked. On the outside, it looked just like the church she had dreamed about the first night. When they went inside and turned right, there was a small chapel with red votive candles, a statue of Mary and a cross. It was just like her dreams. Uma started to cry.

Read the whole thing. It gave me goosebumps when I read it. The Holy Spirit moves in Mysterious Ways, using methods and persons that could confound us, if we did not believe. I like what the priest says in the story:

“It makes you think, are we flexible enough to understand the ways God may work that are outside the box that we have constructed?”

Related:
From the same source, From Sikh to Catholic Priest


Thursday, November 5, 2009, 1:44 PM
The_Anchoress

There is so much out there, let’s take a quick look around, shall we?

Students in Iran, just wanna know: “Obama, are you with us, or with the regime”. Oh, don’t ask Obama; he really doesn’t know. All he knows is, if Bush was for you (and he was), Obama must be against you. He’d really like to help you, but it’s the rules. Sorry.

Keith Hennessy:
Enough already, with the ‘inherited debt’ lies. Ed Morrissey agrees and writes:

…bear in mind something Hennessey doesn’t state: these deficits come from Democrats. Democrats have controlled Congress and therefore the purse since January 2007. The last budget that the Bush administration signed went into effect in October of that year. Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reid played keep-away with the FY2009 budget, passing continuing resolutions until Bush left office and then an omnibus spending bill when Obama became President. The $1.4 trillion deficit in 2009 is owed entirely to the Beltway triumvirate of Obama, Pelosi, and Reid, and has nothing at all to do with George Bush.

CBO hearts GOP Healthcare Reform: Costs much less, saves lots more. Mrs. Pelosi wants to spend 1.2 Trillion, and since Obama is just the campaign guy, he doesn’t really care what she does as long as she passes something with a D behind it, that he can claim…if he decides it’s safe to. So, expect Obama to come out again sometime today to re-stuff the straw man that the GOP has no plans of their own

Speaking of Healthcare Reform: Obamacare covers prayer? Wow. I hope not; wouldn’t that infringe on the venerated “separation of church and state”? By my lights, you do not want the government to be partners with spiritual interests. Period. For that matter, separate marriage from civil unions, while we’re at it, and leave the sacraments to the churches and the civics to the civics.

Phil Fox Rose:
Asks from a Christian perspective:

“…if we can agree that universal coverage is for the common good, or even, as President Obama called it the other day, “a core ethical and moral obligation,” then we can move forward and discuss how to implement it in ways that will not increase the debt or limit our freedom.”

Hmm. Okay, but that’s difficult, though, when neither Obama or Mrs. Pelosi are working in good faith with the opposition party to draft health care legislation (or other legislation) that “will not increase the debt or limit our freedom.” Aside from the fact that this White House seems not to like freedom all that much, and that Mrs. Pelosi’s plan includes a “monthly abortion premium”, the truth is, all the Democrat leadership keeps saying to the GOP is, basically, “shut up, just shut up;” you don’t have a plan, you don’t want to do to anything.” So, it seems we have a ways to go to that moving forward, part.

Stimulus: Saving 9 out of every 5 jobs! Got the hours right, anyway.

NY Cabbie: Throws gays out of his cab. But of course, it’s really the Catholics who are the “haters.” That’s the approved narrative, yes? That, and oh, yeah, Mother Teresa bashing. And oh yeah, God is an imaginary friend.

Overreach and hubris; nobody wants that!

A new blog: I kind of like

Malware and bank fraud. Important information.

Since Nancy Pelosi, who deserves this drubbing by John Fund, does not seem to know what “winning” means, I am not surprised that she got hung up on that ‘draining the swamp’ thing.

I like this post of Annie’s, not because she kindly links to me, but for this, which expands brilliantly on my post from yesterday:

Louder and lower exerts a stronger force on attention, which, like water, flows downhill. People will go again and again to have their fears, rages, and preconceptions reliably stimulated and serviced. It’s our human equivalent of a rat pressing a lever. It’s a way of getting off, as predictable and sterile as porn. In fact I’m going to coin a word for the pull of political invective: zornography (from the German Zorn, rage or fury).

It’s something to think about, as we flip to our favorite blogs, turn on our favorite tv or radio gasbags: are we feeding our own rages with reliable, filling, but ultimately soul-killing rhetorical anti-nutrients? Certainly we need and want the information we can find or hear at these venues; information is good and necessary. But can we get it, anymore, in America, without the rage piled on like too many homefries with your scrambled eggs? And yet, I do understand, I mean, look at the first part of this post. It’s so hard to separate the information from the feelings it all engenders…sigh. I mean, all these kids singing presidential hosannas, they just make you shudder and go “ugh.”

But we must try to separate and detach; I know we must.

I see rude people: this book looks like fun

25 Ridiculously Healthy Foods; most of ‘em I like, and one of them is chocolate! My son is on an avocado kick.

I like this little blurb on Twitter, which one can come back to over and over throughout the day, to think on:

The Hebrew word for God combines the past, present and future tenses of the verb “To Be.” It is unpronounceable, but sounds like breathing.

5 Hard Truths that will Set You Free: Or, as Rose Castorini famously said in Moonstruck, “Cosmo, I just want you to know, no matter what you do, you’re gonna die, just like everybody else.”

Perennial with the earth: Walt Whitman on Wax

St. Al Gore Icon: I just threw up a little in my mouth. It’s no good religion that hates dogs.


Thursday, November 5, 2009, 10:55 AM
The_Anchoress

Our Passionist friends at St. Joseph’s Monastery in Kentucky invite us to make a retreat with them.

I would love to be there right, when their lovely grounds are in splendid autumn, offering hope in the vivid colors that accompany approaching silence; promise of renewal.

But, since I am nowhere near Kentucky (and like a bad wine, I do not travel well) I will content myself, for now, with enjoying the lovely photos which the sisters have posted on their blog.

Maybe we should take up a collection and send Maureen Dowd to meet these happy sisters, where they live and pray, which is their work and rest. For refreshment. We can all use some refreshment.

And follow this link to a beautiful gift of morning prayer

Good morning!

Related:
Passion, Passion, Passion
Nuns in Kentucky Ice


Wednesday, November 4, 2009, 11:24 AM
The_Anchoress

Read this.

The internet chapter of the Anti-Counterfeiting Trade Agreement, a secret copyright treaty whose text Obama’s administration refused to disclose due to “national security” concerns, has leaked. It’s bad.
ISPs have to cut off the Internet access of accused copyright infringers or face liability. This means that your entire family could be denied to the internet — and hence to civic participation, health information, education, communications, and their means of earning a living — if one member is accused of copyright infringement, without access to a trial or counsel.

Read all of it.

This is the biggest fish that needs frying. If you don’t have free speech, you don’t have free anything else.

“Remaking America” should be called “The Fog of Obama.” Except, it’s not just Obama, or his assorted rights-eroding, speech-silencing, sovereignty-surrendering, cognitive-dissonance-embracing, and utterly hypocritical elitist pals.

We are living in an era of sublime phoniness – phoniness such as Holden Caulfield never imagined or articulated – and the one tool that can penetrate through that increasingly dense and lingering fog of fakery, the internet, is being seriously imperiled.

We need to call out, “unmask, unmask, unmask,” and solidly reject the hypocrisy we have too long acquiesced to in our government and our leadership, within both parties.

Don’t be fooled into thinking anyone is inherently evil because they have a D after their name, or that anyone is pristine because of the R or the C after their name. The fog wants you to believe that a person’s depths can be so easily ascertained, but that is a lie.

Things can look very different, in a fog, and much can be hidden, which is why aggressors love them so.

All of our “public servants” are imperfect; all fall short, of course, but in each party the majority seem to serve nothing but their own ambitions, their own interests and their own pocketbook. They serve nothing but illusion, and right now our political class seems like a multi-floor convention of magicians; a million masters of misdirection, all deceiving their respective, and receptive crowds.

Much is being written about last night’s elections; the White House and the press are spinning two large GOP wins in New Jersey and Virginia as inconsequential. A small special-election for a congressional seat in upstate New York, in which a Democrat won, is being touted as the harbinger of “the end” of the civil-war-torn Republican party, and a solid statement of support for Democrat policies.

In that congressional race, the GOP put up a candidate who danced so far to the left that she won the endorsement of the internet’s most virulent “progressive” sites. Her Democrat opponent was a perfectly decent-seeming fellow, a veteran of our Armed Forces and -importantly- a man who lived, worked with and identified strongly as belonging to his area.

Conservatives within the GOP, unhappy with the left-leaning candidate they’d been given and uninterested in a man with a D after his name and “imperfect” social credentials, put their power behind the Conservative candidate, a rather goofy fellow who seemed a bit like Barney Fife in a decent suit. The conservatives lost and the Democrat won, and today we are being told what all of that means, by experts and gasbags who hardly ever get anything right.

The outcome of the NY-23 election does not mean anything that anyone is saying it means. NY-23 was not about candidates, which is why I haven’t even bothered naming any of them. NY-23 wasn’t even about ideologies, per se. It was about the noise and fog of war and the manner in which that fog obliterates the clarity needed to focus on the proper target, effecting the change necessary to, in the end, beat back the larger and encroaching evil.

The larger, encroaching evil is contained in the first link of this post. It is huge; it is not remotely connected, in theory, to NY-23, because it is a worldwide, global evil.

But in NY-23, after a great deal of political grasping and some mild hysterics, the best candidate actually won. He won after politicians of national prominence came in to work against him. He won, even though there was a momentum-gaining force at the back of his opponent.

He won because, despite all of that fog, voters -who now understand that they were nothing but grifter’s marks in 2008, victims of a shameful bait-and-switch that has left them distrustful of all political machination and all mainstream media- looked at who they trusted to represent their most pressing immediate interests. And while those interests may include social issues, right now the social issues take a backseat to a more immediate concern: how can I live my life as I choose, working as I wish, taking care of my family as we pursue our modest dreams? How do I do that with dignity, and with a sense of steadiness and personal autonomy?

NY-23 voters asked themselves those most fundamental of questions and then looked at their choices. They voted for the candidate who might be imperfect (as all candidates are, unless you’re deeply into the fog and willfully looking for the illusion) but who seemed to have the least connection to the machines, to the manic, to the momentums, to the media and to the entrenched and established whirlwinds.

So, for that matter, in different ways, did the voters in the Gubernatorial races of New Jersey and Virginia.

The small, unimportant elections of 2009 are evidence of something resilient in America, something that is going to have to be nurtured and grown and strengthened, if America is going to survive the relentless attacks against individualism and fundamental liberties to which she is currently being subjected by interests both foreign and domestic, and within every party.

NY-23, and the New Jersey and Virginia elections were won by Independent voters, by those who trust their own instincts and interests and put them before any party, in particular.

Just like our founders.

On twitter, last night, the world “revolution” was being thrown around a great deal. Last night was not a revolution. But it could be the beginnings of one, if people are willing to step out of the clinging fogs of their own allegiances to corrupt parties and the “movement” personalities who feed on them.

If we are going to defeat what is encroaching, we will have to free ourselves from the illusions and the illusion-masters. We will have to dissolve the parties and the political class -and all the heavy mists they lay upon us to distract, confuse and disorient- so that we may reclaim our exceptional nation and the exceptional nature of our ordinary lives.

In order to do that, we will have to first strengthen and support the most fundamental of freedoms: the right to say, to write, to sing, to shout whatever message we wish to. Our established parties, which want us back in the fog, where we can be corralled and controlled, will not help us with that.

Go back to that first link and re-read it. There is the battlefield on which we live or die, and it is a fight that should not involve party lines, at all. If we lose sight of it in the fog, we lose everything.

“The dogmas of the quiet past, are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise — with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew, and act anew. We must disentrall ourselves, and then we shall save our country. ”
— President Abraham Lincoln, Message to Congress, 1862

Perhaps we may only preserve our union is by ridding ourselves of our enthrallments, as Lincoln observed, including our enthrallments with political parties.

Welcome Instapundit readers, and thank you, Glenn, for the link. It was the indespensible Insty’s link to boingboing that helped me gather my thoughts

UPDATE: Election Reactions:
Nate Silver: What Happened and Why (must-read via JOM
Gateway Pundit: Who are you going to believe?. Believe what you know.
Bookworm Insight: If it’s not about Obama…
Ed Morrissey: Palin Empowered, Bloomberg, too, but maybe not the Prez
Peter Wehner: Comprehensive Analysis
Reynolds in NY Post: Obama Magic Fades
Conservative Energy: Michelle Malkin
Mark Steyn: Quietly musing
Drew @Ace:Elections a little something for everyone
Rick Moran: Die GOP, that ye may rise!
Sundries Shack: V-and Voting
Jennifer Rubin: Can Dems get serious?
Crittenden: He had a bad day…
Just One Minute: End of Health Care Reform?
Fausta: NJ Up close and personal
Protein Wisdom: Snort
Watcher of Weasels: If Dems are happy with Obama’s election night choice, so am I


Tuesday, November 3, 2009, 5:22 PM
The_Anchoress

On All Saints Day I linked you to a post for, well, All Saints Day, that included a video of Fr. James Martin discussing his first acquaintances with the Saints, and also his excellent book, My Life With the Saints.

Fr. Jim has been a good friend to this blog for a while, even visiting here for a day-long chat, a while back.

So, it’s only fitting that a fellow who is a friend of the Saints would profess his final vows as a Jesuit, on none other than All Saints Day.


Fr. James Martin. S.J. Makes Final Vows
(shamelessly cribbed from the Deac)

Writes Martin of his big day:

Several analogies are helpful, but imperfect. It’s somewhat like making tenure (you’re already a professor but now a “full” one). It’s somewhat like making partner (you’re already a member of a law firm, but now a “full” one). Or, more indelicately, it’s somewhat like becoming a “made man” in the Mafia (cf: “Goodfellas”).

A better way to say it is this: the Society of Jesus is accepting that offer you made all those years ago as a novice. As another Jesuit said, at First Vows, you accept the Society; at Final Vows, the Society accepts you, “for better or worse.”

For me, this means that all those years of discerning and thinking and wondering and talking and and writing and struggling and rejoicing about being a Jesuit have been confirmed. And not just confirmed by my own prayer and experience–but by the Society of Jesus.

Fr. Jim, who has also shown up on Comedy Central, was recently profiled over at NET-TV (Deacon Greg’s establishment) and he shares more on his vocation and final vows in yet another video.

Congratulations, Fr. James! May God bring to perfect completion the beautiful work which He has begun in you!

Related: Mother Teresa’s Decades-Long Dark Night


Tuesday, November 3, 2009, 3:38 PM
The_Anchoress

Although my sons are done with Boy Scouts, my husband is still involved in scouting and with the Explorers program, wherein young men and women may investigate career options. One of his kids, an 18 year old boy who is in his first semester of engineering school, has been diagnosed with Rhabdomyosarcoma, which is pretty serious. In his case, the cancer has spread to the lymph within his visceral pleura.

He has been told get leave school and deliver himself as quickly as possible to Sloane-Kettering.

If you are so inclined, please pray for Adam and his family, and for all families dealing with kids and cancer.


Tuesday, November 3, 2009, 3:10 PM
The_Anchoress

Dominican Nuns having fun

So many people have written so well about Maureen Dowd’s recent display of sublime ignorance on the subject of nuns and the oppressive, patriarchal church that has oppressed them and kept them down encouraged them to do and be and lead, teach, advise and build for lo these 2000 years that I really did not feel a need to comment.

After all, Archbishop Timothy Dolan said it so well, in a letter to the NY Times, which they naturally declined to print, as he called Dowd “intemperate” and “scurrilous”.

And as I wrote here, long ago:

… the Catholic church, more than any other institutional body in history, has uplifted women and encouraged them to live to their highest potentials.

The fact is, for all of the talk about how oppressive the church has been for women, there has been no other institution in history which has given women such free reign to create, explore, discover, serve, manage, build, expand, usually with very little help from the coffers of the diocese in which they worked, and often with little to no intrusion on the part of the male hierarchy.

And these have not been mealy mouthed “sheeplike” women, but educated, accomplished women who have chosen their lives because they could do nothing greater with their gifts.

But that doesn’t fit the template and the narrative, does it? The established narrative has been shouted over decades, and in the noise, we’re not supposed to be able to think for ourselves and realize that throughout history, while schools, governments and societies were excluding women, the Catholic church was honoring the women who challenged the popes to be manly men!

Dowd was picking all sorts of nits in her column, but her yelping focus was on the Apostolic Visitation of active female religious orders in the United States, which she -and some amusingly paranoid “progressive” sisters are viewing as a witch hunt. As one such sister wrote:

We cannot, of course, keep them from investigating. But we can receive them, politely and kindly, for what they are, uninvited guests who should be received in the parlor, not given the run of the house. When people ask questions they shouldn’t ask, the questions should be answered accordingly.

The same sister also referred to the visitation (by this mild, and by all accounts, fair-minded sister) as “an act of violence,” so you have a sense of the warped perspective to which Dowd is aligning herself.

Over at America Magazine, Michael Sean Winters remarked of Dowd’s tired, victim-feminist sniping:

Take this sentence: “The Vatican is now conducting two inquisitions into the ‘quality of life’ of American nuns, a dwindling group with an average age of about 70, hoping to herd them back into their old-fashioned habits and convents and curb any speck of modernity or independence.” Oh, of course, misogyny must be the reason for these investigations, not the aforementioned “dwindling” numbers. Nor does she note that there have been apostolic visitations of conservative women’s religious orders as well, most famously, the 2000 visitation of Mother Angelica’s order. Nor does she note that there was a similar visitation of seminaries just a couple of years ago. But, why seek the complicated truth when misogyny is so close at hand and it explains so much.

Actually, there is no indication at all that the Vatican wants to “herd” (Dowd’s word) these women back into convents and habits, like corralled cows (Dowd’s allusion). I think the Vatican would be happy if these sisters would simply stop working at abortion clinics, like rebellious adolescents going out of their way to made daddy mad.

But I must make mention of Kathryn Jean Lopez’s great piece on Sr. Maureen of the Perpetual Glare, and recommend it to you, because she has some terrific links included with her excellent thoughts, and you’ll want to follow them, to get a sense of old and new, happy and bitter. As Lopez says, Dowd does not seem to know the same sisters Lopez knows, hasn’t bookmarked their blogs!

The fact is, Maureen Dowd, and the “progressive” sisters who are stuck in the 1970’s but believe they are still cutting edge, do not realize that time has marched on, that the experience of the church they may have had in the 1950’s and ’60’s does not translate to these young women, who carry none of that feminist angst that will forever sear the bosoms of those who burned their bras but never expected to sag.


Sisters with drums, having fun

Modern young women, whether in the habit or out of it, are not the ones noisily banging on drums and still trying to take down “the man,” because in their experience of the world, and the church, “the man,” is a construct that has ceased to be relevant. You would think the proponents of Gaudium et spes would be happy about this: it demonstrates that the foundational basis for the Second Vatican Council (beyond all of the noisy, cosmetic “Spirit of Vatican II” nonsense) -that the faithful develop deeper, more personal and fulfilling relationships with Christ- has borne excellent, passionate, energetic and joyful fruit.

But for some, there is no sweetness, therein, only the bitter:

In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said: “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter – bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.”
– Stephen Crane

UPDATE:
The Abortion-Escort sister is being censured by her community, in rather vague terms. Not sure what it means, but at least it is a response.

Related: A Sister of the Blessed Sacrament has been found murdered in New Mexico; her car is missing. The FBI is investigating, as the murder took place on a Navajo reservation.

Nuns and sisters face real hardships and offer real sacrifice with their lives. All the more reason why their stories should not be made trivial through political grandstanding and the licking of old, personal, and festering wounds.

UPDATE II: Probably unwise to give Dowd so much attention, but the Vatican has responded to the attention being paid this apostolic visit, with vigor.

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