Monday, December 26, 2011

I think it's raining ice at my house. That, or we are being invaded by radical eliminationist termites. [Could be both.--ed.] That's true. "Uncle Bryan" and I saw Bryan's old philosophy instructor from his Reformed seminary days at the midnight Mass at the Cathedral. She was glad to see him, we think. She taught philosophy back not long ago when Reformed people still thought thinking clearly was important. Not that I know anything about that. I've always wanted to ask her if she's inherited the Earth yet. (let the readers understand) And I still find that funny; thanks for asking.
For my part, I'm still very glad with my decision. When I saw the Archbishop, my unity with him was palpable. In turn, I knew that I was visibly united to the bishop of Rome, who was and is the visible principle of unity for the Church, and for all Christians. Better still that my bishop holds the Catholic faith, and works hard to uphold those who hold it. I've been sick, so I tried to prevent him from shaking my hand, but he would have none of it. "Merry Christmas, Your Excellency"--careful to use the proper form of address--I said. It either means (1) someone thinks I'm important, or 2) I am the least of these. Either one is OK by me.


Principium Unitatis said...

You feeling better JK?

Today is the Feast of your patron Saint.

In the peace of Christ,

- Bryan

Jason said...

Define "better." Well, I'm not worse. Most of the day is functional, though as soon as the Nyquil wears off, waking up is assured. The 27th?