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RevGalBlogPals Friday Five –
Many areas of the United States are having a heat wave. Global warming,
anyone? Look on the bright side of melting glaciers and
enviro-destruction by taking a crack at the Friday Five:

1. What’s the high temperature today where you are? – 86 F, partly cloudy.

2. Favorite way(s) to beat the heat. – AC and then more AC (which we don’t have here at home!  Swamp coolers just don’t cut it when the humidity index heads up the chart.)

3. "It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity." Evaluate this statement. – I’d take heat, dry but with a breeze.  Having lived in Illinois and Arizona, I do think the humidity is worse.  Of course we never had AC in IL, but always in AZ.

4. Discuss one or more of the following: sauna, hot tub, sweat lodge, warm-stone massage. – Do not like any of them.  I prefer a cool dip in the pool, a cool breeze off the ocean, a cool drink at the coffee shop or a cool melon (or a cool million, I’m not picky.)

5. Hottest you’ve ever been in your life – Twice beyond bearable – 1. 122°F on June 26, 1990, Phoenix, Arizona. 2. The vigil at World Youth Day in Rome: very, very hot – very, very humid, 1.2 million people and their sleeping bags crammed together!  It was amazing and horrible all at once. 

Non-temperature related bonus: In your opinion… who’s hot? – Stephen Colbert is on FIRE!

George:
Shallow’s
the new deep, haven’t you heard?

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If you haven’t seen it – if you are looking for a thought provoking, funny, entertaining, TV series to rent … may I recommend, Dead Like Me

I haven’t enjoyed a series so much since, well, I just really, really, liked it.

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Rube:
The thing is what, Mason?
Mason: You know that
thing, ok, you’re good at that thing, that, you can, you’re better at, um,
just, you know, you know, talking.
Rube: Well said.

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Rubebio
Did I mention that it stars Mandy Patinkin

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Daisy Adair:
You know, George, you have your very own saint.
George: I’d rather
have a pony.

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George
:
I don’t want to fit in, I just don’t want to stand out.

 

*you know

George: So… my whole life, everything… All I get to keep are thoughts and memories?
Rube: That’s all we ever have, Peanut.

Today’s menu:
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Breakfast – warm salsa topped cheese omelet, fresh cherries, english muffin;
Lunch – oh, forgot to have lunch;
Corn
Dinner – fresh green beans, fresh corn on the cob, home grown tomatoes, home-made apple crisp.

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Today’s crop: yellow plums!

Summer rocks!

(well, except the heat part.)  tradeoff.

“I want to have fun. I want
to shine like the sun. I want to be the one that you want to see. I
want to knit you a sweater. I want to write you a love letter. I want
to make you feel better. I want to make you feel free.”

–Joni Mitchell

I have a few minutes now before the sun goes down a bit more making it bearable for me to go out and water the "acreage" (or as my Mom likes to call it, "the estate").   Also, a few more minutes until my niece comes by to "study" by which she means to really study, but only after I tend to her gastronomic needs and we chatter with one another about, oh everything, and solve the world’s problems one agonizing choice at a time.

Meanwhile…  Jason over at Higher Plane has an interesting post about "parish shopping."  Having recently "shopped" for a parish, I have some thoughts on the matter.  As the US Bishops noted in Sons and Daughters of the Light, the pastoral plan for ministry with those in the late teens, twenties and thirties (young adults):

"Liturgy is … a primary meeting point
with the Church. The quality of church life is often reflected in the
prayerfulness and quality of its liturgy, which can be a connecting
point between faith and life. One challenge to that connection is the
need for the community to respect the diverse language traditions,
spirituality, and piety of its many ethnic groups. Consistently, young
adults speak of the life-giving power of good and prayerful liturgy and
the pain and emptiness associated with poor liturgical experiences.
They tell us that key ingredients to good liturgy are a welcoming
community, celebrating in one’s language, good music, and engaging
homilies.

Liturgy is the source and summit of our faith.  Liturgical mystery celebrated poorly, while still liturgical and still mystery, can be construed as an insult to the community.  I have had the opportunity to celebrate mass in a wide variety of styles and with diverse ecclesial and spiritual communities.  I’ve been to masses presided and preached by some of the most insulting persons I’ve had the pleasure to meet.  I’ve been to some of the most amazingly, glorious, well planned, prayed, sung and preached masses.  Have to say, the latter fed my personal (and the communal) spirit and soul.  And I would choose them over the former almost any day. 

I recently moved to a new city and was in need of a new parish community. I do not know into which of the five parishes within a mile of my new home is my bounded parish.  I wouldn’t even know where to go to find it.  It’s not on the diocesan website.  In the many conversations with bishops from around the US I have been blessed to have, not one said to me: "go where the parish boundary is."  Rather, over and over I heard from them, and indeed, in their document on ministry with my generation (though I have traversed across the boundary of that "young adult" definition now), "Go to church where your faith is nourished."  And so I do.   Happened that it was Holy Week when I "shopped" around.  I was lucky to be able to attend liturgies, the highest, holiest, most profound moments of mystery in our faith, at a variety of local parishes.  And they were each wonderful.  At one parish, however, the spirit celebrated in song, in hospitality, in preaching and the sacraments of initiation of new members, touched and resonated within my own spirit.  And I knew I was being welcomed "home" again. 

And so, though I have to get on a freeway and drive oh-my-goodness ten minutes away, I go, now to this parish.  And I’m delighted with the open-ness and diversity of my Catholic Church in whose community this parish is one member.  And I’m delighted that there are other parishes, other types of liturgy, music, piety for my Catholic brothers and sisters who, while sharing the one faith, don’t share the same tastes.

Jason also mentions the supposed parish of St. Blogs.  I’ve had occasion to visit that household as well.  But that’s a story for another day.  My neice is on her way and the roses need watering. 

Blessings on your Ordinary Sunday, wherever you celebrate.

Diorama
Is Diorama-rama the new Knitting?

And the story that spawned the story….

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