Astronomy is extremely cool. Just

Astronomy is extremely cool. Just when you are tempted to think you have control over your little corner of the universe you get a reminder of the immensity of it all, and the paradox of man: supremely tiny compared to all creation, but created to be one with God.

How about some Sunday Morning

How about some Sunday Morning Smackdown?
Amy Welborn has a post about a pastor in the midwest who has a random mom do the homily on Mother’s day.
For the love of God, can I get a lead-shepherd to give this jr. shepherd a good back-o-the hand smack? What happened to doing the right thing for the right reason?

Thanks to all that prayed

Thanks to all that prayed for my choir, we ended up doing fine except for a small train wreck near the end. We ended together on the right pitches which generally leaves the congregation with the impression that you did it correctly… at least I hope. Start well, end well and people will probably forgive you for what’s in the middle.
Connected Tidbit: did you know the Vatican II documents encourage the use of chant and sacred polyphony in the Mass. Tell that to someone next time they tell you the choir shouldn’t be “performing those Latin pieces” or they say, “chants are so boring.” There’s plenty of Happy Fun Masses out there if you think chant is boring. And you can tell them they are not speaking in the spirit of Vatican II. Shazam!

Has anyone seen my

Has anyone seen my golden calf?
I was reading Karl Keating’s “The Usual Suspects” and came upon some wisdom. He says he asks the audiences of his talks what was wrong with the Jew melting down their jewelry to make a golden calf? His answer: nothing. It was worshipping the golden calf as a false god that was the problem.
So what have I melted down lately? What are my golden calves? What’s in between me and God? What’s replacing God in my life?
Too bad I’m way to busy to respond to Fr. O’Neal’s weekend homework challenge…