Aquinas Cafe

Our second vocation here at the ol' AC is to bring you reports of the strange and paranormal.
I think a Russian lake getting sucked completely away, and the trees surrouding it going right along, qualifies. Whoah!

I went to a meeting of a Catholic study group called Communion and Liberation in Sacramento the other night. (If you don't know about them, you should check them out.)

After our study session, we all drove down the street to a local Mexican restaurant for refreshments and conversation. As I parked and got out of the car, I noticed a family of five or six on their way out of the establishment standing in the parking lot waiting for a straggler to catch up, saying their goodbyes. One of them had an impatient two and a half or three year old, and daddy took her over to the far end of the lot and "raced" with her back to the group. The little girl galloped - mostly bouncing up and down, awkwardly, like a penguin in a big hurry. In keeping with the age old ritual dad galloped slightly ahead, then lost pace as she caught up half way to the finish line. Dad was sure to stay right by her side, just a nose ahead or a nose behind the entire rest of the way, as the child bounded across the parking lot, twisting her face up with the effort and giggling in delight. The little girl shrieked in ecstasy as she nosed ahead for the victory at the finish line- Mom's waiting arms.

This is something like us fighting the good fight and running the good race with Jesus and Paul. Christ, in the beginning, is always set out before us- a proposal, a curiosity, a wonder. He coaxes us to run with him and sets out our pace, and we chase one another the rest of our lives. In both the moments of struggle and strain and giggling delight, He is by our side; just over our shoulder. He is our gentle mentor, our guide along the course's path. Sometime's He's right there in front of us, and running is so effortless then, we find the strength to jolt ahead easily. Other times we can't find Him at all- we know by faith that He is right behind us, backing us up all the way, but we can't take our eye off the twisting road ahead, can't look back to Him for reassurance. In the end, if we follow Him, he drives us into the arms of His Mother and His Father, shrieking in ecstasy.

Marcellino D'Ambrosio, of EWTN fame is encouraging a boycott of Ebay, after getting nowhere trying to educate them about an item that was auctioned through their site.

What was the item you ask? Strap on your seat belts boys and girls. The item was the true body and blood of Our Lord! Allegedly, a host consecrated by John Paul II was auctioned and, fortunately, purchased by a faithful Catholic in Iowa who immediately took it to his parish for proper consumption.

Because D'Ambrosio, and other outraged Catholics, have not made progress in adding consecrated hosts to the forbidden items list at Ebay through their email campaign with "Safe Harbor" (Ebay's support staff), a petition and boycott campaign is being organized.

Boy Ol' Boy! Laura Washington of the Sun-Times sure is worked up over women being "opressed and exploited" by The Church. The Cardinals didn't pray to "her Jesus", and so Benedict isn't really her Pope, I presume.

I wonder if Catherine of Sienna or Mother Teresa knew they had no voice and could not lead? Believe me, The Church and the world would be a hell of a lot different if those two hadn't been so ignorant about their powerlessness. And Dear Lord! let the Holy Spirit know that this whole damn pope-picking thing has been "illegitmate" right from the get go- in the spirit of gender equality, Jesus obviously should have consulted Mary and Martha before He named Peter His rock!

Of course, Laura, it's nothing tossing a few bitchy butchy wiccan nuns in lime-green pant suits into the conclave wouldn't fix.

(Hey Laura, I know this really far-out protestant parish right down the road, why don't you go there, conjure up a few potions, and be happy- leave those of us who actually love being Catholic alone and in peace. I mean, we do have a right to our opinion don't we?!)

My friend, Abigail Palmer, waxes Willy Wonka on the excesses of Catholics in America in her second published article.

Nice job Abi!

Hey, could someone tell The American Spectator that it's "either/or, neither/nor"?! {Sigh!}

"The Church is by its very nature missionary, its first task is evangelization. At the start of the third millennium, the Church feels with renewed vigor that the missionary mandate from Christ is more current than ever."

Or, in other words, The West has become a fat lot of heathen piggies, and I'm going to do my best to mop up the mess.

I can hear the weak boney knees of bishops all over America knocking together now.

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