Speaking of Music

A little quote from an article by Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen:

When we hear music for the first time, we either like or dislike it. We judge it by the music we already have heard in our own hearts. Jittery minds, which cannot long repose in one object of thought or in continuity of an ideal, love music that is distracting, excited, and jittery. Calm minds like calm music: the heart has its own secret melody, and one day, when the score is played, the heart answers: "This is it." So it is with love.

So, what do you think about it?  Perhaps he has oversimplified the argument, but I think there is something to it.

On the turntable

Petra – This Means War

That’s right… Petra on vinyl.

Just heard "Get on Your Knees and Fight Like a Man."

Now, "I am Available."

key lyrics (talking to God):

I know that my ability is not Your main concern
It’s my availability and willingness to learn

New translation

I await the day of the new translation of the Ordo Missae. I was pointing out to my parents, using an old missal (for use in the pew) and the ICEL Eucharistic Prayer I the tremendous differences between what’s in the Latin and what we got in E.P. I. The Roman Canon didn’t change in the Latin (except for what consitituted the words of consecration), yet if you looked at the older, more accurate translation and the newer, you would likely conclude that a new and radically different prayer was put together after Vatican II. Nope, just a radically poor translation (this, of course, is a personal opinion).

Finally, we get a better idea of the prayer, and keep in mind, the prayer didn’t change!

I hope the Vatican will approve this in short order.

Continuing stuff

There’s not much to blog about.  I’m preparing for a vacation…

One of my favorite pop tunes:  The Rosary

The hours I spent with Thee, Dear Heart!
Or, as a string of pearls to Thee,
I count them over, every one apart,
My rosary, my rosary . . .

Each hour a pearl, each pearl a prayer,
To still a heart in absence wrung,
I tell each bead unto the end,
And there a cross is hung . . .

O’ memories that bless and burn,
O’ barren gain and bitter loss,
I kiss each bead and strive at last to learn,
To kiss the cross, Sweet Heart,
To kiss the cross . . .

I kiss each bead and strive at last to learn,
To kiss the cross, Sweet Heart,
To kiss the cross . . . ( to kiss the cross )

Words and Music by
Robert Cameron Rogers and Ethelbert Nevin

It seems that this song compares time spent with a person to praying a Rosary, and then the loss of the friend is compared to kissing the cross. Well, at least the Rosary shows up in the song – it is something familiar. A reminder of the Rosary is a reminder to pray the Rosary.

Trinity Sunday

The Trinity is such a mystery, but to think the Trinity dwells within a soul that is in the state of grace…

The best way to get some grasp of the mystery is to ask Our Lady for help. She was enveloped in the mystery of the Trinity in a way no one else was or will be.

Veil of Veronica

This article gives support for its authenticity.


There was a picnic and Mass for members of the Association of Marian Helpers in Kenosha.  Fr. Robert Vennetti, Fr. Matt Lamoureux, and I attended, along with the two priests from St. Peter’s parish.

Meanwhile, I celebrated Mass at a nursing home today, and I’m taking a Mass at a nearby parish tonight.

I also hope to watch an episode of the Bill Cosby Show tonight (the one from the late ’60s and early ’70s).