Tuesday, March 27, 2012
ACTIVISM
I was supposed to go to Middletown, N.Y. this past Sunday for a lay Carmelite day of recollection. It didn't work out well though. Originally I planned to meet Rita at the Perkins in Pittston Township, on Rte. 315. I got a telephone message from Barbara, though, on Saturday afternoon. When I called her back to see what she wanted she explained that Rita has been having trouble with her health & would not be available for a while. I don't know how to get to the exact place in Scranton where we always meet for things like this so I was forced to back out of the trip. It's fairly easy to get there but I don't have the directions memorized. Lent is soon to end. Last night at O.L. Sorrows there was a penance service with individual confessions available. I made sure I went to confession. The men's meetings at O.L. Sorrows' rectory, twice a month, have been working out really well. Tomorrow night there will be another meeting at St. Anthony's in Exeter. Spring has been going well so far but yesterday & today have both been too cold. I like, though, that there has been no ice on my car windows in the morning. Yesterday was a national day of epilepsy research. Everyone was supposed to wear purple. To my chagrin the only purple article of clothing I have is a short sleeved t~shirt. I was quite cold. Lately I've been reading a lot of poetry, as well as Thomas Mallory's "Morte D'Arthur", Harold Bloom's "The Western Canon" & Samuel Beckett's trilogy, "Malloy", "Malone Dies" & "The Unnameable". Because this is a presidential election year people really have to take the HSS Mandate quite seriously & to do all we possibly can to rid the world of Obamacare. Our First Amendment right to freedom of conscience is literally at stake. All my activist friends & connections are working to make things happen. Unfortunately entirely too many of them are liberals so they are working to the detriment of the common good.
Labels:
confession,
epilepsy,
Exeter,
First Amendment,
Lay Carmelite,
literature,
Middletown N.Y.,
Obama,
Perkins,
poetry,
purple,
scranton
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