John Schultz: May 2008 Archives

Big news about an isolated tribe found in Brazil. Many news stories have headlines like "Uncontacted tribe" that has been "photographed" or "spotted." Meaning - the uncontacted tribe has been contacted. Isolated but now unisolated. The Brazilian goverment says there are about 100 of these "uncontacted" tribes. Well - now there's 99.

You can see the pictures of the tribe - they seem alarmed at the flyover. I'm sure Discovery Channel camera crews are not far behind, and maybe the United Nations will start air-dropping iPods, trail mix or solar-powered radios soon.

After all - isolated tribes are no fun unless they get unisolated... right?

Cause physical harm to the pope?
Openly advocate schism?

That's an automatic excommunication.

Now, "ordaining" women to the priesthood is on the list.

Opera lovers are used to weird stories: mythical heroes, ghosts, birds in leading roles and even gold-miners.

But making an opera about Al Gore's "An Inconvenient Truth?"

I can already hear the crickets.

O you who bear the pain of the whole earth,
I bore you.
You, who, when your hem is touched, give power,
I nourished you.
Who turns the day to night in this dark hour,
Light comes from you.
O you who hold the world in your embrace,
I carried you.
Whose arm encircled the world with your grace,
I once held you.
O you who laughed and ate and walked the shore,
I played with you.
And I, who with all others, you died for,
Now I hold you.
May I be faithful to this final test:
In this last time I hold my child, my son,
His body close enfolded to my breast,
The holder held: the bearer borne.
Mourning to joy: darkness to morn.
Open, my arms: your work is done.

- Madeleine L’Engle

To all the St. Blogs "parishoners" out there:

Do any of you know a charismatic Mass where the music is predominantly Gregorian chant? If so, name the time and place.