I might not get to talk with you again until Easter. I'll try. But you realize that we are terrifically busy this week changing the altar and dusting the pews. Sister St. Aloysius is doing very well with her arm. She doesn't even have to wear her cast very much.
Isn't that amazing? Remember the days when, if you broke your arm in three places and the bone was sticking through the skin, you'd be wearing a big heavy clunky cast for at least six weeks while your skin underneath it sort of rotted off? Oh! the opportunity for suffering!
She still suffers. The plate in her arm hurts all the time, poor thing. The doctor told her the other day that her x-ray is the kind one only sees in med school. It certainly is the kind of thing I would like to never see because I am not in med school. Now a picture of it is on the refrigerator with a Immaculate Conception magnet. They don't make a St. Drogo magnet. He would be the patron saint of broken bones.
I digress.
As usual.
The whole broken arm thing is going to slow us down quite a bit, even though her range of motion is improving. The altar is completely stripped for Good Friday and at our parish we put up a large cross. Then before Easter Sunday the large cross gets the "He is Risen" sign tacked onto it and the lilies have to be arranged. All the purple things go. Everything turns white. And we have to find everything. You never know when some well meaning parishioner will come in and put things away in an effort to be helpful and then we can never find it again. Our "He is Risen" sign, for example, is only a year old because the old one was sucked into the vortex of well meaning parishioners.
Happily for us, we know to pray to St. Therese the Little Flower, the patron saint for people who are annoyed by the annoying habits of others.
Somewhere in there, we're going to do a batch of brownies. This time they'll be in something Easter-y.
But keep the questions coming. I do love to visit and check on the ongoing discussions. I'm sure there are some questions I have missed
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Thank you, Sister! Best wishes for good health all around, a deep experience of the triduum, and a very happy Easter full of blessings. I am home from singing in the choir for a Tennebrae service -- a long meditation in darkness, with Renaissance anthems in Latin, on the sufferings of Jesus. Now we've got to get all those basins and towels out so Father can wash some feet ....
In our parish, the one who knows where everything is moved to Alaska. We'll manage somehow.
Hi Sister, and Happy Triduum! Could you shed a little light on the tradition of "stripping" the alter after Holy Thursday liturgy?
Have a very blessed Easter!
Oh no, my cat ate my palm leaf. Are we both going you know where?
Also Sister, I have been reading up about St. Pio and it seems many think his stigmata is a hoax. Also that he was mentally ill. I was hoping to learn good things about him but it seems so fake.
I heard on NPR the other day that if we dump our loved ones ashes into the ocean it takes 25 years and our little pieces will cover the world. I wanted to be dumped into Lake Superior. Would it be better to sneak into the cometary at night and dump me into a quick hole in the ground near a loved one?
Christine
We had a cat who ate palms. He would go to great lengths to get to them. Then, he'd go to great effort to replace the undigested remains on the floor. Ick.
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