My family . . . the blessings of my life!

My family . . . the blessings of my life!
Sean, Mackenzie, Pat (hubby), me, Jeneah

Saturday, September 25, 2010

If liberals hate the new translation, it must be good

I admit this has me laughing much more than the dog tired nap joke I just posted.

I found this adorable cartoon & post over at one of my much-loved blogs Catholic Cartoon Blog

I've read some of the reaction to the updated translation that will be put into effect in 2011. I can't help but laugh at the protesting and ugliness on display by those who are against it. Their argument is that they've had this translation for 40 years - why change it? What's funny is that some of these same aging hippies saw no problem with ditching 1900 years of tradition way back in 1969.

Now they're crying because a few words and phrases are changed? It's almost as if they're saying "Look, we've dumbed this down for 40 years and we're not going to stand for you 'smartening' it up!!!".

You can always judge the efficacy and worthiness of something by the reaction of liberals. If they love it, it can't be good, and if they hate it, it's GOT to be good.

As I see it, the new translation is a good start. They need to keep working.

Just for laughs, read some of the back and forth on the National Catholic Distorter site:

(Liz again)
Although I am still a "baby" Catholic convert (1992), I admit I have mostly experienced the "traditional Mass" when traveling...AND I ADMIT I LOVE IT!!!!! The new "fluffy" Masses I've experienced remind me much of my Pentecostal services I grew up in...clap, clap, clap, sing, sing, sing, everybody feel good, everybody happy??? ...OKAY YOU GET THE POINT. Not to mention that I am the product of a 60's, James Dean, free love, free sex, free everything relationship (don't get me wrong, I LOVE MY PARENTS DEARLY, they can't help it that they were born in that generation!). Seriously here, I'm fairly certain I could even find a picture of myself wearing an outfit similar to the hippy in the cartoon...picked out by my parents, I'm sure! (laughing). I know for sure I had the headband. If I find the pic, I'll definitely post it & link it here.

Enjoy the chuckle, I sure did. Still chuckling...

And if you don't enjoy the chuckle, there's a fancy-dancy button on your keyboard labeled DELETE. I certainly won't be offended! Remember YOU CHOSE TO VISIT MY SITE, SO BE NICE OR LEAVE (as my cute little blinkie on the right says)!!

Cute joke...

Thought this cute little joke was worth sharing . . .

Or it could be that thanks to this irritating sore throat & cold that I'm fighting that I am definitely dog tired & closely connected to the topic of NAPS...

especially considering I LOVE NAPS!


One afternoon, I was in the backyard hanging the laundry when an old, tired-looking dog wandered into the yard. I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home. But when I walked into the house, he followed me, sauntered down the hall and fell asleep in a corner. An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.

The next day he was back. He resumed his position in the hallway and slept for an hour. This continued for several weeks. Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: "Every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap. "

The next day he arrived with a different note pinned to his collar: "He lives in a home with ten children - he's trying to catch up on his sleep."

Reflection on Character . . .

Faith, cheerfulness, optimism.

But not the idiocy of closing one's eyes to reality.
– St. Josemaria Escriva, The Way, #40

Dedication to Jesus
Lord Jesus Christ, take away my freedom, my memory, my understanding, and my will. All that I have and cherish you have given me. I surrender it all to be guided by your will. Your love and your grace are wealth enough for me. Give me these, Lord Jesus, and I ask for nothing more. Amen.
St. Ignatius Loyola (1491-1556)

St. Teresa of Avila
“For mental prayer…is nothing more than an intimate sharing between friends; it means taking time frequently to be alone with Him who we know loves us. The important thing is not to think much but to love much…Love is not great delight but desire to please God in everything.”

St. Thérèse of Lisieux
"...So I sought in holy Scripture some idea of what this life I wanted would be, and I read these words: 'Whosoever is a little one, come to me.' It is your arms, Jesus, that are the lift to carry me to heaven. And so there is no need for me to grow up; I must stay little and become less and less."

My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord, my spirit rejoices in God my Savior for he has looked with favor on his lowly servant. From this day all generations will call me blessed: the Almighty has done great things for me, and holy is his Name. He has mercy on those who fear him in every generation. He has shown the strength of his arm, he has scattered the proud in their conceit. He has cast down the mighty from their thrones, and has lifted up the lowly. He has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he has sent away empty. He has come to the help of his servant Israel for he has remembered his promise of mercy, the promise he made to our fathers, to Abraham and his children forever.