Our wandering in the desert comes to an end, and we are drawn to the saving power of the Light of Christ. Soon, the whole Church on earth and in Heaven will rejoice! And as we examine the successes and failures of this walk with Him over the past forty days, we do well to recall that it is a journey defined by imperfection; we are not alone in our many failures.
Like the crowd, we will wave in adoration as He enters the city,
and then later call for His crucifixion.
Like those who were indignant, we will wonder why some waste perfumed oil on Him.
Like the sons of Zebedee (and Peter), we will fall asleep when He asks us to pray with Him.
Like Judas, we will betray Him with a kiss, for a pocketful of coin.
Like most of His followers, we will scatter and abandon Him when He is arrested.
Like Caiaphas and the Sanhedrin, we will pretend that we have power over Him.
Like those who bore false witness in the Temple, we will fail to witness the Truth of who He is.
Like Peter, we will deny that we even know Him.
Like Herod, our interest in Him will only extend as far as our curiosity; we will not open our hearts.
Like Pilate, we will wash our hands and fail to do Justice.
Like the Roman guards, we will mock Him for our own pleasure and dress Him up in finery and laugh and spit at Him, and trade in His treasures.
Like the Cyrene, we will object to carrying His cross, even for a little while.
Like the Centurion, we will bind His hands and feet, and drive the nails.
Like the bad thief,
we will laugh at His agony.
But let us also be
The woman who anointed,
The disciples who regretted,
Peter who wept,
Claudia who warned,
The Marys who stayed,
Veronica who ministered,
John who adopted,
The good thief who saw,
The Centurion who spoke,
The Arimathean who venerated.
This is a Public Service Nag:
January 1 is an Octave Day of the Nativity of the Lord, and the Solemnity of Mary, the Holy Mother of God.
It is a Holy Day of Obligation. (Translation: Faithful Catholics are Obliged to attend Mass today!)
Incidentally, the Basilica of St. Mary Major houses relics from the crib of Jesus in an ornate container made of gold and silver, which is shaped like a crib. According to the Catholic Encyclopedia, the relics were likely brought to Rome in the pontificate of Pope Theodore (640-649), who was a native of Palestine. The relics consist of five pieces of wood board taken from a Sycamore tree, “of which there are several varieties in the Holy Land.” These pieces might only have been “mere supports for the manger itself, which was probably made from the soft limestone of which the cave was formed.” The relics are exposed for veneration by the faithful every Christmas Eve.
I was alone and in the Eternal City. I spent the day walking from church to church, admiring the intricate nativities and decorations for Christmas. As I walked, I prayed: for the Church, for my family, for my friends, for the Holy Father’s intentions. I attended mass. I prayed for my own special intentions. Then, in the evening, I managed to secure a ticket to vespers, with His Holiness Benedict XVI.
Observing the Holy Father that night (wheeled in on the movable platform during the procession), he seemed frail, and tired. He coughed during some of the prayers, and his voice was thin and wispy. I fretted a bit over his condition, and brought home a new prayer intention — for his health and strength.
I love Pope Francis; he is what the Church needs now. But Benedict XVI holds a special place in my heart. I love how he writes and how he thinks. I love how he reminded us that Catholicism is spiritual and intellectual, how nothing the Church teaches should be dumb or fail to make sense, how we can apply the light of reason to our faith and receive illumination and enlightenment.
And he did all of these things quietly, with humbleness, without ever trying to be anything other than what and who he was. He is the counterpoint to the Catholic “star quality” of JPII and Francis.
He is, in a sense, the only pope who could resign, and that absolute freedom and trust that he placed in God is something the entire Church will continue to draw from in the future. His legacy is the dismantling of the papacy as a power structure and its restoration as that of Universal Pastor, Servant of the Servants…
Please, for the new year, offer a prayer for His Holiness Benedict XVI, and also offer a prayer for His Holiness Pope Francis. We are blessed this year that two popes live and breathe, and that this reality strengthens the Church is her mission at this time.
Holidays and tradition go together, and at Christmas more than any other time. We are drawn into the homes of loved ones and friends, where we find warmth and comfort, and many reasons to celebrate. Final Christmas Preparations are under way, and I thought I’d share a little bit of detail on what our holiday visitors can expect this year.
A few weeks back, I blogged here and here about an experiment, making “dry-hopped cider”. After completing the primary and secondary fermentation, I recently kegged the cider and dry-hopped it with about 2 ounces of “Calypso” hops. The Calypso is one of the newer hop varieties with an extremely high Alpha (i.e., potential bitterness) — 17%. Since dry-hopping doesn’t involve boiling the hops, very little of the potential bitterness goes into the (in this case) cider, instead imparting the “volatile esters” of the hops which are associated with subtler flavors and aromas. Characteristic flavors and aromas of the Calypso include tropical fruit, citrus, apple and pear.
I’m very happy with the results from this experiment. The cider has a light, perfectly clear, light golden straw color, and the carbonation is crisp and reminiscent of sparkling wine. Aromas include apple (obviously) which give way to a wider bouquet of citrus and melon. The first thing that came to mind when I tried it was an off-dry white Italian wine (sometimes frizzante) from the Moscato grape. Because the cider itself is so light, there is a slight bitterness from the hops, but it is not at the expense of the underlying fruit. Especially on the back of the palate, the cider mimics some characteristics of a light lager. Success!
Second, I also kegged five gallons from the latest batch of Religious Liberty Ale, a “flagship” beer in the Quartermaster portfolio. The ingredients of the beer are rather simple: 2-row, 40L (and a little toasted), and a single hop: the Cascade. In this case, the Cascades are fresh from the 2013 harvest. As a pale ale, it provides the best of both worlds: sufficient flavors of malt and biscuit to balance the 40 IBUs from the Cascades, and then a nose full of oranges and citrus from dry-hopping with an ounce-plus of additional Cascades. If I were forced to choose just one beer to drink forever, this would be it.
Apples and oranges! Beyond compare, and yet complementary to the other.
Did you know that in the history of the Church, December 23 and 24 were often considered days for fasting? On Christmas Eve, we try to make something special and festive without it being “over the top” (which we save for the feasting on Christmas), and so we invite everyone to come and have a bowl of New England Clam Chowder later in the evening before heading off to midnight mass. Because we all love chowder, it doesn’t feel much like fasting at all.
For Christmas Dinner, an entire bone-in USDA Choice standing rib roast is currently air-drying in the beer refrigerator in the Brewhouse, on its way from an initial weight of just over 22 pounds down to about 17 or 18. Beef contains an awful lot of excess water, and you can concentrate that delicious, roasty, beefy flavor by allowing it to age in a cold, dry environment for a period of days, or even weeks. I generally try to age a roast this size at least a week, but even two or three weeks is good. While the meat loses excess moisture and concentrates flavor, the microbes actually begin breaking down the tough protein fibers. As it does this, it develops a rind and the exterior color of the roast darkens which imparts a funky smell. Beef (but not ground beef) and funk is a good thing.
With a standing rib roast, and Yorkshire pudding, and brussels sprouts and confit potatoes, our family Christmas Dinner has a definite British quality to it, and so we traditionally have a steamed pudding. This year I got around to making the pudding a little later than usual, but it has had a couple weeks to “ripen” and should be great as usual. I always use suet to make the pudding — because any other way it’s not truly a Christmas pudding — as well as enormous red, purple and yellow raisins, dried cranberries (I know, not traditional), chopped green apples, citron, spices and brandy. On Christmas Day it will get steamed again for about two hours, we’ll light it on fire using flaming brandy, and serve it with hard sauce also made from brandy. Every year, a 19th-century silver shilling goes into the pudding. The slice containing the shilling wins a prize. We always cut a slice “for Jesus” so that the prize has a chance of going to the church.
Juan Ana Coffee is one of the projects connected to the San Lucas Tolimán Mission at Lake Atitlán in Guatemala. Started by Fr. Greg Shaffer nearly 25 years ago with 6 families, it has grown to provide a constant wage for more than 650 families. The Juan Ana Coffee project does not qualify as “Fair Trade Coffee” — commonly understood as the right coffee to buy — because it actually pays the farmers and workers involved in coffee production more than Fair Trade guidelines allow.
All money is returned to the Coffee Project which allows for the continuing support of the farmers and their families. The coffee is grown at high elevation, 5,000+ feet in rich volcanic ash soil under shade canopies. All milling, drying, storage, roasting and packing are done locally by the people of Guatemala.
The coffee is really good. No fancy flavorings or additives, just rich coffee flavor. Products include whole bean regular and dark roast (we prefer the dark roast), and ground regular roast. The dark roast can also be used to make espresso (which is the way I use most often). Coffee is individually vacuum-sealed inside a cloth bag. Coffee costs $9 per pound, plus shipping (buy a lot at one time to reduce the cost of shipping).
Go to www.sanlucasmission.org/coffee and click ‘order a bag’!
This December 13, we celebrate the “Name Day” of our youngest. St. Lucy was a fourth-century Roman martyr and virgin. Her name is included in the Roman Canon of the Mass. The Collect from today’s Mass:
May the glorious intercession of the Virgin and Martyr Saint Lucy give us new heart, we pray, O Lord, so that we may celebrate her heavenly birthday in this present age and so behold things eternal. Through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever.
She is frequently depicted holding a plate in front of her with her own two eyes upon it, because in refusing to marry her betrothed, a pagan, her eyes were gouged out as punishment. It is said that God miraculously restored her sight, adding dimension to what could be characterized a rather gruesome depiction. You can read a bit more about her by going here.
She is a Patron(ess): against hemorraghes; authors; blind people; blindness; cutlers; dysentery; eye disease; eye problems; glaziers; hemorraghes; laborers; martyrs; peasants; Perugia, Italy; saddlers; salesmen; stained glass workers; Syracuse, Sicily; throat infections; writers.
Back in the day, especially pre-Vatican II, a properly appointed Catholic home would at least have a crucifix and portrait of the reigning Roman Pontiff.
It’s a little bit difficult to find, but one of the great apologetic tools that children can really “get” is the “Pope Chart“. It’s a large poster, suitable for framing, that includes a picture and short biography for all 266 popes throughout the 2,000-year history of the Church, beginning with St. Peter.
I say this is for kids, but really it’s a fascinating teaching tool for everyone. In our old house, we had a long hallway going to the bedrooms that had a large bulletin board on one of the walls. Since it was a “family area” part of the house, we’d pin up all sorts of things and not worry if it looked very messy: schoolwork, art projects, photos and cards from friends and family. We also pinned up the Pope Chart there, and I often found myself staring at it. I’d count how many Pope Alexanders that we’ve had or check and see who the first Pope to take the name Leo was. Once I read an article about an antipope and had to check the chart to see if he was listed there. The Pope Chart is simply a great way to learn a little Catholic history!
There are a couple different versions of the chart; the one we found also provided a smaller poster with the papal heraldry, which is interesting too.
Something about the fact of the Apostolic Succession — the unbroken line of bishops and popes reaching all the way back to the very beginning, when Jesus renamed Simon saying, “Thou art Peter, and upon this Rock I will build my Church…” — really resonates with kids. They understand the whole “who started it” idea, and this chart helps them see where Catholicism comes from.
And, if you get someone on your list a Pope Chart, you can share with them the fact that you don’t just find charts on paper in our Church! Sometimes, the church itself is the chart! Today, the Vatican News service posted a picture depicting the addition of Pope Francis’ medallion to the “chart” that ornaments the Basilica of St. Paul Outside the Walls:
Like the Pope Chart, the Basilica has a medallion for each pope throughout history, spanning the transept and nave. [If you want to get the prophecy kooks stirred up, ask how many spaces for medallions remain in the Basilica!]. It’s especially cool to find a Pope Chart, including the one linked above, that uses the same medallions as the ones at St. Paul Outside the Walls for the picture of each pope!
Sell American Consumers the same crap that they bought last year. I’m still giving thanks. Jedi mind tricks don’t work on the Quartermaster.
…our sincere and humble thanks for His kind care and protection of the people of this country…” – Thanksgiving Proclamation issued by President George Washington, at the request of Congress, on October 3, 1789
It is right and just.
And I wish you and yours, and everyone you love a wonderful and blessed Thanksgiving.