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Looking Up and Other Matters….

I like to go out at night and look up at the sky. I also sometimes am doing it while I smoke but I did it even in the years when I rarely or never smoked. I like to find Orion’s Belt and try to identify Miranda, Betelgeuse, Bellatrix and Arcturus or start with the Big Dipper of Ursa Major and then find the North Star Polaris and also Arcturus.  If I can connect both of those pieces of the sky and maybe see Venus and another planet then that is a good night for me — I don’t use a telescope, rarely use binoculars and my knowledge and skill are limited.   The sky is never the same but much of it is fixed in patterns much older than human civilization and certainly than my own life. the stars move in ways easily remembered once you get started and the planets wander a different set of courses. Stargazing is not that much like observing human life. I am considering following the North Star to a new life in Alaska. not quite literally, but I am thinking of starting again there and I do think of it sometimes as gaze at Polaris. We’ll see how that goes. But Lent is also a time for a journey more like driving to Alaska than the journey that I will undertake in all probability — it is a bit like hiking to Alaska for some but not for most of us. But it is across and internal landscape of recollections and reflections, it is across a landscape of rituals too.

Lent, life and learning are all processes. Each has an inner logic and meaning proper to it. none can be perfected in an instant. I recently assembled a swing set. That was not nearly as much of a project as living a good Lent, much less undertaking the rest of life’s challenges. This Lent I have spent some time in the company of the people who participate with Sick Pilgrim spirituality. they have tolerated me fairly well and I find much to empathize with in their group and activities despite having a very different perspective than the typical members on a number of things. This evening I hope to attend a penance service. It gets harder and harder to untangle the knots and i find it hard to be generous because I am very aware of so many wrongs against me for which I have no redress, aware of human areas of indebtedness which are mutual but painful to both parties and which can never be resolved, aware of the limits of my capacities to really transform my life in Christ. It is a process — but not an easy one for me. One of the priests scheduled to be at tonight’s penance service was once my spiritual director when we were much younger. It is hard for me to imagine that I could ever have a spiritual director again, but I have not given up the idea entirely. I have made little project in my plan to go to Alaska unless things improved for me a lot but a complete stranger has offered to help me with some of the logistics and for some reason I am inclined to let her help — so maybe it will happen. Getting from Abbeville to Anchorage or Ash Wednesday to Easter are both processes. Neither are instantaneous.

swing set

A big little project for grand little people

 

My Facebook work status remains “none” it was “Nothing at None” when I selected it from a set of options but now it is just “none”. But that is not simply and strictly entirely accurate. I stay pretty busy and although some of that busy time is spent in Catholic religious activity  — most of the busy days are not spent largely that way. Some of the time is spent trying to get to Alaska, a lot is spent trying to make life work where I am and some is spent caring for people and projects in places that I have left behind indefinitely. Some less busy time is spent staring at the night sky — while smoking or not.  It seems like time is really flying this Lent and in my life as a whole. I hope to get to a penance service this evening. But am aware of competing interests and concerns. The season of Lent is fast approaching its culmination from Palm Sunday, through Holy Week and into the Holy Paschal Triduum and then into the Easter season. Palm Sunday also known as Passion Sunday commemorates Jesus’s triumphal entry into Jerusalem before his crucifixion. It was to be a very busy week for him with lots of teaching and some

A very special part of the holidays  is Holy Thursday. on some years for  many others not celebrating Holy Thursday (and as well as in memory and Memeorial of Jesus’s Passover  for many who DO joyously and sorrowfully celebrate Holy Thursday) this is one of the days of Passover.  Lent’s culmination is a time to remember dates like the Jewish Feast of Unleavened Bread and Catholic Christian celebrations related to the Lord’s Supper and the Last Supper. This Lent that will come on to my calendar for the first time as a minister of communion. I will be tuned into the Bible readings around that part of the Lenten Season in a slightly different way.

” On the first day of Unleavened Bread, when it was customary to sacrifice the paschal lamb, his disciples said to him, “Where do you wish us to go to prepare the Passover Supper for you? ” He sent two of his disciples with these instructions : “Go into the city and you will come upon a man carrying a water jar, Follow him. Whatever house he enters, say to the owner, ‘The Teacher asks, Where is my guest room where I may eat the Passover with my disciples?” Then he will show you an upstairs room, spacious , furnished and all in order. That is the place you are to get ready for us.” The disciples went off. When they reached the city they found it just as he had told them, and they prepared the Passover supper.” Mark 14: 12-16 New American Bible.

Later on Jesus would speak of having longed for this holiday feast. He would rejoice in sharing it with those he did before his terrible Passion — in which he would be the Lamb of God. This holiday feast is essential to understanding the Eucharist, Breaking of Bread and Lord’s Supper which would take place soon and which we commemorate tonight. In the time since Jesus celebrated that Last Supper, the Christian Church has passed through many trials and been near the Gates of Hell if not quite to them. Hammered by Roman persecutions, Barbarian invasions, Vikings, Islam, Communism, Nazism and a thousand other threats it has produced a countless number of good effects across many centuries in numerous lands and places. It has gained knowledge, richness and tradition and been adorned with beauty in its history. However, there have been many bad things that have happened to it and within it as well. I want to discuss some of that badness in this note today. The Sick Pilgrims I have been associating with include the stranger who has tried to help me make it to Alaska. We are a group ( to whatever degree I can represent the group) in some way connected to the Paschal mystery of Lent’s culmination and the Eucharist. So is Family Missions Company which has a team with my sister Susanna and her three older sons in Haiti right now. So also are the Catholics gathering at the Penance service tonight. It is a set of mutual obligations culminating in a ritual feast that is not also a regular meal. It is rooted in the Passover meal of the Jews but it is a Christian ritual. I want to write a little about the connections of the Christian and Jewish practices of the season. It is not a simple subject and I will just graze over it really.

Some like to find a total harmony between Jewish and modern Christian Paschal practice that does not exist and that false finding is a fault. It is now usually a truly modern fault but it has roots in the past. But it is a much lesser fault than modern antisemitism which is rooted in faults of antisemitism that have haunted Christianity but is found in new and horrible forms more recently.   Antisemitism, which in itself is a very imperfect term is really one of the great blemishes on Christianity. That does not mean there are not intrinsic conflicts between the Jewish faith position which is not explicitly also Christian (and it  has always been rare since the second century for a community to be truly Jewish and truly Christian) and the Christian Church. However, the idea that somehow the Holocaust was a long time ago or that it was within a great tradition in Christianity are both absurd ideas. people slaughter each other and are slaughtered and those without long status in a state homeland are most likely to be slaughtered and Jews fall into this category and often haven many places and this is a long-standing situation. But the Nazi extermination of Jews is the worst and most outlying expression of some very distinct and new horrors. While supported by many baptized Christians Nazism was clear enough about the difference to be officially Anti-Christian in it policy and Philosophy. First get rid of the Jews and then get rid of Christianity was there clear plan. They knew Jesus was a Jew after all.

Some facts:
1. When Jews converted to Chrisitianity in medieval Europe the King was their godfather and a grerat feast was thrown.
2. Medieval Churches and early renaissance churches in Inquisitorial Spain and elsewhere were built with the sign of the Star of David often included. These churches had abeilief that the extant remains of the House of David were still royalty on Earth and had no trouble sseing how Jesus related to the House of David and struggled in his lifelong postion as regards the House of Herod.
3.For centuries all Christians knew that Jewish rabbis in a hundred cities instructed gentiles in the Septuagint or Greek Old Testament throughout the Hellenic world and Jews were respected intellectuals in much of the pagan Greek world. Those who studied but did not convert were called God-Fearers and it was in the God-fearer network that early Chrisitianity mostly spread. But modern Jews, Protestants and Anglicans reject the Greek version of the Old Testamant and the Greek Orthodox church has been much disabled by Islam and decimated by it and so there is no historic basis of understanding that is true to the origins of the Christian Church except in the tenuous and disturbed fabric of the Roman Catholic Church.
4. Rome has had recent centuries of the Church influence by the very poor heritage of Western Europe and Britain who now often find themselves ot good for Rome and lost much of its other constituency to Islam. It is able to conventiently forget that when the Holy Family fled into egypt they went to a city that was in a cultural and religious state of sophisitication which may be among the greatest ever achieved by mankind. They create a poor ,dirty persecuted Jew more and more as Western Europe loses its sense of all that formed the Christian experience.

I love St. Francis, but he was not a scripture scholar and Jesus was not much of a mendicant although he accepted some gifts. Jesus was an Earthly Prince — Son of David, from a long dethroned royal house. He was a Rabbi accepted at Synagogues . He was a Craftsman who could earn his keep. He was more than all those things but not less than any of them. The scene quoted from Scripture above is often misinterpreted here :

” He sent two of his disciples with these instructions : “Go into the city and you will come upon a man carrying a water jar, Follow him. Whatever house he enters, say to the owner, ‘The Teacher asks, Where is my huest room where I may eat the Passover with my disciples?” Then he will show you an upstairs room, spacious , furnished and all in order. That is the place you are to get ready for us.”

The passage clearly  shows his sophisticated secret network and not a miracle. His Apostles carried some weapons even in heavily guarded Jerusalem and he had many followers. The later Medieval and early modern imitation of Christ as mostly poor and obscure is just antisemitic and antichristian nonsense. He did suffer poverty, homelessness and persecution for good causes.He did accept crucifixion. I will not get to all of that now.

I see a few things also of interest in this time of  year as I remember it . Our family like many (but not the majority of) Christians has sometimes  celebrated a Pseder meal with lamb, bitter herbs and a translation of the ancient Hebrew words into the vernacular of our community (English). I like to try to do this and attend Holy Thursday Mass but sometimes I catch the earlier broadcasts of the Mass where there is a conflict with this custom. I let the occasion interrupt my work and I think especially of other Christians even those like the one helping me to get to Alska — even if it may not happen.  For we are all on a journey together.

Spiritually, the Christian Church may be the spotless Bride of Christ but in many ways it is a train wreck. I say that with conviction, I simply think that it is still better than much else in the world even in its flawed human aspects. We all need to clean up our acts to some degree or other -especially me.Happy  sober Lent and Happy Upcoming Holidays to all of you. Happy Spring if nothing else. But if you have time while being happy to think about developing our culture in more healthy and authentic ways — then I am all in favor of it.

I am not sure how to describe my overall state of mind at the moment. But I am full of memories good and bad and hoping that things are looking up.

 

Personal Round-Up: a Distant Grief, a Dream and Preparation

This is a post which summarizes are rounds up the events and concerns in my life and sphere of activity in the last week or so. I used to do more of this type of thing but now I rarely post such things. But here is one which seemed worth posting.

The most significant thing that happened in my world this week in many ways did not affect me very much.  But it reminded me of how things could have affected me and of connections that have slipped away. That was the passing of Suzanne Bercier at forty from cancer. I had posted in this blog about her before in the end of a blog about more newsworthy events. On Facebook, I wrote a bit more but not all that much:

Suzanne Bercier has died. I posted the following update on March 17, 2014 and did hear from the Bercier family but nothing I felt the need to repeat in public. My prayer and thoughts are with Suzanne’s soul and her loved ones especially. I will leave it to all of you to inquire about arrangements through third parties or as seems proper. Here is the post from before:
” I understand that a dear friend of our family with whom I have long fallen out of touch is probably losing her long battle with a terminal disease tonight. I remember Suzanne as a sweet spirit and my thought and prayers go out to her family. I post this for anyone who may wish to know and may be able to support her loved ones in this time.

I am tagging three of her family members on my list: Edwin L. Bercier III, Edwin L. Bercier IV , and Anthony Bercier .”

However, I did not make the funeral. My mother did and blogged about it and you can find the post here. I have only just the chance to note her passing now and to say that that while she is a person I remember well, she does stand in for a whole group of people I remember — many of whom she never met. One wonders how life leads down the paths it does to the places it does.

I went to see my nephew Eli in the John Paul the Great Academy play “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” last night. He played the “changeling child” with gifted pantomime and acting but there are no lines spoken by this character central to the plot. Eli is only in fifth grade. I brought a shrimp and diced tomato pizza to my sister Mary’s and a Coke to join with her pizzas and Cokes.  We had a nice meal and drove on to the play together.

I  have spent quite a bit of time in the lawn and garden every day of the last few weeks.  Burning out and digging up pests, clearing weeds out of desired plants, gathering up branches and raking leaves to join the weeds in the new compost bed and transplanting sod and turf patches  to replace the most distressed areas. This most distressed soil goes into the compost bed. These and other activities are all part of making this a house lot and not what it was.  In addition I have had some unforeseeable equipment repairs I may discuss later, have had to fill in the holes left in the pasture by the sod and turf I have dug out with horse manure.

Beyond that there is string-trimming and spraying stubborn  broadleaf weeds with Round-Up. I could work full time in this small place for months with the resources I have and the needs it has to get it into the shape I’d like.

In addition to all of these things I am trying to get my blog and other things into good order and that is no small thing. It is hard to say that I ever feel happy with what I am doing over all. But I am well aware that things are going to get worse because they are not getting better. I have decided to try to comply with Obama’s Affordable Healthcare Act. But so far have not been able to create a workable account. I have printed up many refusal screens but not accomplished much else.

Slacking Off and Carrying On

I am not sure whether I am winding down this blog or just going through a period where I post fewer blog entries.  I am sure that I am slacking off  a bit and am not too concerned about it. However, in general I honor and encourage both industry and enthusiasm. I am therefore  posting a Facebook about perseverance and the triumph over apathy even as I myself may be a bit more apathetic than usual.

 Tuesday, July 8, 2008 at 10:05am | 
We have all had days when we felt like staying in bed all day. Those of us who are privileged enough to spend time on Facebook probably have at least come close to spending a day in bed feeling weary and sorry for ourselves. A great deal of modern culture tends to make us feel that life spent doing whatever we can to make ourselves comfortable is a life well spent. So why not just stay in bed?

Of course in theory many of us will starve if we don’t get out of bed. But while a minority of people get paid for staying in bed in some sense or another — none of us (that I know of) get paid much just for getting out of bed. Still, we sort of know that our survival chances are statistically better if we get out of bed. Is it that statistical analysis which gets folks out of bed in the morning?

Staying in bed is at worst a very low risk and low pain way of channeling self destructive tendencies. In bed we find time to think and dream of a path to a better future. So why not just stay in bed?

Doctors have given orders for complete bed rest a vast number of times in history. If such behavior was right for their patients why not for us this morning?

There are serious cases of torture and homicide that go unreported, a worldwide web of unregulated slavery, land being deforested and turned to desert, species disappearing and millions of people starve. Very few of us will effectively address these problems in whatever it is we do each day. On the other hand in our bed we may feel we are doing nobody much harm. If we are fortunate, we may either have the consolations of the newlywed or at least the memory of such consolations in our beds. Why not just stay in these havens and burn less fuel moving around?

I have a pretty dark view of the world over all and I feel largely unable to help those I care about to make a better passage through this cruel world, Yet I am not in bed as I type this. If I listed all the bad things I have found waiting for me in the non-bed cosmos it would make this a book instead of a note. Yet out of bed I roll.

I think a lot of us get out of bed, pay taxes, work, get married, go to worship services, vote and shave because, whether we are Christians or not we sort of believe the teaching that hope is a theological virtue. We sort of know that humans are meant to try, to struggle, to love and to laugh even in the darkest times. We sort of hum along to songs like “Anyway” sung by Martina Mcbride, “The Impossible Dream” from Man from La Mancha and even tunes as different as Springsteen’s “Dancing in the Dark” and George Michael’s “Gotta have Faith”. We may not see very many good options but we proceed not only out of fear or inertia but partly out of courage.

I believe that in every human I have met there is a bit of a fool, an oaf, a coward and a scoundrel. I have known lots of people I would readily identify as very bad folks. Yet I would encourage you to remember that next time you drag yourself out of bed to meet the challenges of the day you have my vote for hero of the day. Likely at least part of what gets you going every morning is that part of you which is a hero self daring to do the right regardless of the cost. It probably isn’t most of who you are, but if your first thought is usually “Arrghuuuuhhhhhmmmm–****—moorning” then maybe remembering the hero in there will help a little bit. I bet he or she is right there somewhere pushing those feet to the floor.

End of Facebook Note–

I wish all of ye few, ye brave, ye proud — ye readers — a good day out in the big world. I am feeling weary but am still sort of here.

Sunday Thoughts

Today is Sunday. I am watching CBS Sunday Morning as I write this. I am a bit tired from the thirteen inning  American League Championship  Series Game Two.  I am preparing to go to Mass at the little church near my house and then I have to decide between a distant picnic and watching the Saints play the Giants alone. I am probably going to watch the Saints.

 

I like taking Sundays easy. I do miss the times when that included spending more time with family, friends a wife or girlfriend than it sometimes does now. But I do think if one cannot waste a good day on things that are not at all work then all of one’s work is likely to be misdirected and to suffer in quality as well.

Have a good Sunday! If not this one then sometime soon.