We are slowly moving. I closed on the new house a couple of weeks ago and will put this one up for sale in…a couple of weeks. I’m sad about leaving my front porch, my bungalow style and this street with its close neighbors and sidewalks, but….it was time to get some more room, a bit more storage space, a more exciting yard and a basketball goal.
I’m going from the cozy 30’s to the swanky 50’s with this move. The “new” house was built in 1958 and has a sweet built-in feature that makes me want to start amassing atomic-style glassware. Soon I’ll remember to take a photo of it when it’s actually daylight.
For some reason, I am reading Zola’s Three Cities. Downloaded it from Gutenburg. I know Zola’s point of view, but I’m also just interested in his reporting. It gives me a better view of the history of the period, particularly how Catholicism was practiced – from his perspective, anyway.
It’s Christmas in July, people! Bambinelli Sunday will be published in August, so here, in July, I’m starting to get ready. I’ve got a Pinterest board going and everything.
Ann and I will be attending the Catholic Marketing Show in early August on behalf of the book. We’ll be signing Thursday at noon, so if you’re around – come see us!
We went to San Francisco a couple of weeks ago – I wrote a bit about it here.
Speaking of San Francisco, my current project is St. Francis-related. In sorting through things tonight, I found a little booklet I’d purchased in Santa Maria degli Angeli (the town at the base of the hill on which Assisi rests – it’s where the train station is and where the Porziuncola is). The Pardon of Assisi is really just the text of a talk that then-Cardinal Ratzinger gave there in 1996. The “Pardon of Assisi” or the Portiuncula Indulgence is described here. Cardinal Ratzinger describes his childhood memories of it and ends his talk with a gentle exposition of its spiritual fruit. I love the image of letting ourselves ” fall into the communion of saints.”
I remember that in my youth the day of the Pardon of Assisi was a day of great interiority, a day on which we received the sacraments in a climate of personal recollection. It was a day of prayer. In the square in front of my parish church, a particularly solemn silence reigned. There was a continuous flow of people into and out of the church. One felt that Christianity is a grace and that this grace is revealed through prayer…..
Basically the Indulgence is a little like the church of the Portiuncula. Just as you have to pass through the rather cold, extraneous space of the huge basilica to find the humble church at the center that touches our heart, so too, one must pass through the complex plot of history and of the theological ideas to arrive at that which is truly simple: the prayer with which we let ourselves fall into the communion of saints, to cooperate with them, for the victor of good over the apparently all-powerful evil, knowing that in the end, everything is grace.
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