Wednesday, 13 June 2018
Thursday saw Fr Seth Phipps being ordained to the Sacred Priesthood in Warrington.
There are wonderful pictures and an account here.
I was able to take some myself, until it was announced that no one should take pictures. So I stopped. I am very obedient (when I want to be!)
Monday, 28 May 2018
Today in the Diocese of Clifton we sing the Mass of the Blessed Margaret Pole, Countess of Salisbury, cruelly murdered for her faith by Henry VIII. She is the mother of Cardinal Reginald Pole, though her exalted status is because of her own actions, not his.
There is a good Wiki account of her life here.
This was found scratched on her cell wall:
For traitors on the block should die;
I am no traitor, no, not I!
My faithfulness stands fast and so,
Towards the block I shall not go!
Nor make one step, as you shall see;
Christ in Thy Mercy, save Thou me!
There are lots of photos of the Chartres Pilgrimage on their website here. And tracking back you can see and hear Cardinal Sarah's homily.
For some reason I did not take any photos. I have no idea why. There seems to be a suspension of the reasoning faculties during this pilgrimage. But no matter.
And there are none of the Chavagnes Scouts either, as, for some reason completely beyond me, they did not carry their banner, but rather walked under the Maltese flag. I had a wonderful conversation with a chap in blue (and therefore very important) that we were the chapter of the Venerable Louis Marie Baudouin, from the Vendee, walking with Normandy, with the English, as we were a school, under the flag of Malta.
Mais... c'est ca.
Saturday, 26 May 2018
Now that Ireland has voted to kill its own children, the eye of evil turns its gaze to Northern Ireland. Here.
How desperately sad it is to see any country turn against its weakest and most vulnerable members, and then sing and dance in the streets.
It reminds me of the Canaanite God Moloch.
We have been killing babies for ages of course, but then the UK is such a civilised place to be. Perhaps Orwell forgot to include the mantra "Progress is abortion, abortion is progress". Why exactly should I be bothered when a refugee is killed? After all the aid agencies would have preferred that she had never existed in the first place - "they have too many babies these developing countries, they cannot look after them, we must teach them about abortion, and then they will be saved. Oh, and we'll not help them if they don't accept contraception and abortion." Nice.
And for anyone out there who still thinks that Amnesty International is a good thing... here. They should take that barbed wire from around that candle and wrap it around the neck of the infant in the womb.
What will be next? I grow weary.
Friday, 18 May 2018
Tuesday, 8 May 2018
There is a great deal of concern these days over cultural appropriation. You know, wearing Chinese dresses when you're not Chinese, or having dreadlocks when you're not a Rastafarian. Or white European actors playing oriental roles. Etc.
|Maxine Peake as Hamlet. |
Woman playing a man? Appropriation?
The fact that she is not Danish? Appropriation?
It also seems to go rather against the whole 'there are no fixed genders or identities' schtick. After all, if a woman can identify as a man, and I have to take her seriously, why can't a white European male identify as an Asian woman? But logic has never really been part of this conversation. And I fear it never will.
Indeed our culture is not only being appropriated, but it is being mocked: what other conclusion could we come up with when a 'rainbow' cloak is worn? Let's face it, the designer is not referencing the berit with Noah.
So why can this happen for us, and not for others, and how can it be that we allow, and promote it? It would rather be like Malcolm X loaning the grease paint for 'black-up Thursday'.
Oh well, come the Revolution.
Tuesday, 1 May 2018
I was sorting out my laptop, moving stuff about, deleting duplicates etc. and I came across this picture.
I wish I could remember where I took it. I do remember that it was in a National Trust property, and this was in a garden building, and it was trying to make the building 'relevant' to the young!
And they came up with this!!!
Who is this man... (bed-hopping wife-killer)
Would you trust him... (NO)
Monday, 23 April 2018
I had my thesis bound. The colour is peacock. I can't remember why that colour stayed in the mind (here).
It looks very smart indeed. But I am not a doctor yet, so don't come to me with your ingrown toenails, or strange rashes, or megalomaniac tendencies to rule and destroy society.
Friday, 20 April 2018
We have just celebrated the most important moment in human history. The Easter Triduum (the three days) recalls the Last Supper, the death of the Lord, and His most glorious resurrection. The resurrection shows us many things. It shows us things about Jesus, things about God, and things about ourselves. Over the next few weeks, we will look at each of these three aspects of the resurrection.
What then does the resurrection tell us about Jesus? It seems quite a silly question really. It tells us that He died and rose again. And because we have faith, and know what it teaches us, then it shows us that He is God. But that last fact - that Jesus is God - was not immediately understood by the disciples, and it took a few years for our brothers and sisters in the early Church to work that out. Of course it was all there in what Jesus had said and taught, but we human beings are never the quickest people at times!
First of all, the resurrection gave a strength and validity to what He had said. Before that, He was just a good teacher, a gifted preacher, even a moral leader. But after the resurrection, it changed all of these things from something you or I could have done, and lifted them to another level. You see, had I said these things, then it would have remained the message of a human being, and lets face it, we can take or leave the message of someone like us. But when He rose from the dead, then we listen to it in a different way. We have to take this man seriously if He is not bound by the same laws of nature as we are. This is not just a teacher - special or otherwise - no, this is something more.
And when we look at what He said, then we realise that He claimed divinity for Himself: He is God. Either He was lying, or mad, or telling the truth. The resurrection shows is that He was not mad. And He was not lying… no, He was telling the truth. He is the way the truth and the life. He and the Father are one. And when He raised up bread and said it was His body, and wine and said that it was His blood - then guess what? It was. No longer bread and wine, but now His body and blood, truly and really. And the teaching that He gave us could never be up for grabs, we could not just argue it away. The resurrection proves that He is God, and we have to listen to the TRUTH that He teaches us.
The temptation has always been to downplay Jesus into just an inspiring man. After all, we can control a historical figure. We can say that what He said and what He did was influenced by His time and His society… but if He is God, proven by His resurrection, then we cannot ignore Him, or put Him into a box, or on a shelf. The resurrection breaks into our life, and forces us to know and love this man, this God, this God-made-man.
Monday, 26 March 2018
The Times of the
Ceremonies of the Sacred Triduum
7.30pm Mass of the Lord's Super
with watching until midnight at Glastonbury
Solemn Liturgy of the Passion
Noon at Glastonbury
3.00pm at Shepton Mallet
9.00pm The Easter Vigil