A Working Stiff Again

Unfortunately, it's not me; but it is a member of St. Blogs who deserves this blessing more than I.

Domenico Bettinelli has succeeded in finding new employment. Last Monday, he began his new position with the Archdiocese of Boston, MA. It is a job which fits his skills very well. I wish him the best there.

There is my example of perserverence and faith.

Solstice Songs

Got to love George Gershwin. For the first day of summer, how can you not recall these lyrics from "Porgy and Bess"?

Summertime,

And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich

And your mamma's good lookin'

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're going to rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning

There's a'nothing can harm you

With daddy and mamma

Standing by

Summertime,

And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich

And your mamma's good lookin'

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

But then, if you want perhaps the first song which praises the season, go here.

Man Of The Moment

His role in this day and age has been diminished and ridiculed, scorned and despised, mocked and derided.

Ask St. Joseph.

It is considered obsolete, unneeded, insignificant.

Ask God if that is untrue.

It may be "the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world," but it is this presence which provides more stablility and assurance than is realized.

Ask any child.

The world may beat down what it means, but it will never find a suitable replacement.

Ask Jesus. I don't think He could have gotten along without His two Fathers.

Neither can we.

If you haven't already, whether living or dead, thank him for his providence in your life.

Appreciation is enough of a reward.

Happy Father's Day!