Easter Monday Thoughts Under the Fedora

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Easter Monday Thoughts Under the Fedora

Went to Easter Mass yes­ter­day and as usual the church was not only packed for the day but there were plenty of peo­ple, par­tic­u­larly young women, dressed to the nines. For my money how­ever the best dressed was a girl in a tee shirt who was pass­ing the col­lec­tion bas­ket. That’s because she was wear­ing the same faith that brought her to mass every sin­gle week­end out­side of Easter.


There was also a cacoph­ony of cries from the young chil­dren in the pews. This is not an Easter phe­nom­e­non as we have an inor­di­nate amount of fam­i­lies with 46 kids in our parish. It must have seemed very loud to the annu­als but it is a sign that in two decades our parish will still be here.


Per­son­ally this has been one of the worst Lenten/​Triduum sea­sons of my life­time. I’ve been feel­ing down for weeks and it has occa­sion­ally brought the worst out in me and frankly the other side has been relent­less and I don’t mean the Democ­rats on Mueller. I’m hop­ing that the Easter Sea­son will help get me out of the dol­drums, but even that doesn’t hap­pen any­time soon I have a habit of offer­ing my pains and suf­fer­ings of each day for the per­son who will die that day most in dan­ger of Hell.

If you want to really get the Devil pissed that’s they way to get it done.


There has been one bright spot over the last few weeks from an unex­pected source. It’s had been 5+ years since my last colonoscopy and a few wor­ry­ing symp­toms had popped up. There is a his­tory of colon can­cer in my fam­ily and in pre­vi­ous exam­i­na­tions polyps and been dis­cov­ered and removed so to the sur­prise of my wife I decided to get checked. Much to my sur­prise there was no sign of any polyps let alone can­cer. So I guess you’re all stuck with me for a while longer.


Finally next Sun­day is Divine Mercy Sun­day. if you had as bad a lent as I had and the Easter Sun­day week­end didn’t make it bet­ter, there is always Divine Mercy Sun­day to start you on the right track for the rest of the year. It’s the per­fect chance to take the excel­lent advice that Father Z give on a daily basis: Go To Con­fes­sion! As Christ said to Sr. Faustina:

“I desire that the Feast of Mercy be a refuge and shel­ter for all souls, and espe­cially for poor sin­ners (…). I pour out an ocean of graces upon those souls who approach the fount of My mercy. The soul that accepts the sacra­ment of rec­on­cil­i­a­tion and receives the Eucharist shall obtain com­plete for­give­ness of sins and avoid pun­ish­ment; on that day all the divine flood­gates through which grace flow will be opened. Let no soul fear to draw near to Me, even though its sins be as scar­let” (Diary, 699).

Works for me.

Went to Easter Mass yesterday and as usual the church was not only packed for the day but there were plenty of people, particularly young women, dressed to the nines. For my money however the best dressed was a girl in a tee shirt who was passing the collection basket. That’s because she was wearing the same faith that brought her to mass every single weekend outside of Easter.


There was also a cacophony of cries from the young children in the pews. This is not an Easter phenomenon as we have an inordinate amount of families with 4-6 kids in our parish. It must have seemed very loud to the annuals but it is a sign that in two decades our parish will still be here.


Personally this has been one of the worst Lenten/Triduum seasons of my lifetime. I’ve been feeling down for weeks and it has occasionally brought the worst out in me and frankly the other side has been relentless and I don’t mean the Democrats on Mueller. I’m hoping that the Easter Season will help get me out of the doldrums, but even that doesn’t happen anytime soon I have a habit of offering my pains and sufferings of each day for the person who will die that day most in danger of Hell.

If you want to really get the Devil pissed that’s they way to get it done.


There has been one bright spot over the last few weeks from an unexpected source. It’s had been 5+ years since my last colonoscopy and a few worrying symptoms had popped up. There is a history of colon cancer in my family and in previous examinations polyps and been discovered and removed so to the surprise of my wife I decided to get checked. Much to my surprise there was no sign of any polyps let alone cancer. So I guess you’re all stuck with me for a while longer.


Finally next Sunday is Divine Mercy Sunday. if you had as bad a lent as I had and the Easter Sunday weekend didn’t make it better, there is always Divine Mercy Sunday to start you on the right track for the rest of the year. It’s the perfect chance to take the excellent advice that Father Z give on a daily basis: Go To Confession! As Christ said to Sr. Faustina:

“I desire that the Feast of Mercy be a refuge and shelter for all souls, and especially for poor sinners (…). I pour out an ocean of graces upon those souls who approach the fount of My mercy. The soul that accepts the sacrament of reconciliation and receives the Eucharist shall obtain complete forgiveness of sins and avoid punishment; on that day all the divine floodgates through which grace flow will be opened. Let no soul fear to draw near to Me, even though its sins be as scarlet” (Diary, 699).

Works for me.