Be Not Afraid!


Graffiti on the security wall, Bethlehem. Israel built a wall.

“And the angel said to them: Fear not; for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, that shall be to all the people.” -Luke, 2:10

“And now there remain faith, hope, and charity, these three: but the greatest of these is charity.” -1 Corinthians, 13:10

“And the least of these and thus most delicate, in constant need of your attention, is hope.” Deaconette, 12:24

“Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light.” Garland, 1944




Deaconette C’s Annual Rant On Blue Vestments

Short answer:

Deaconette does give a rat’s ass, but a whole rat is asking too much.

Deaconette can’t seem to remember where her box of rodent hindquarters is, which is a dang old shame because she intended to donate it to anyone asking about blue vestments.

Less short answer:

Ex Unum Pluribus

Until the time Pope Benedict XVI was born, which is to say the Council of Trent, liturgical colors in the Western church followed local custom. Up to the fourth century, to the extent there even were vestments instead of people gathering in what they called “clothes,” it’s thought that they were usually white, a color associated with Roman citizenship. In Rome throughout most of Catholic history there were three liturgical colors, namely white, red, and black.

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I scream, you scream, we all scream. Where’s the ice cream?

This morning, as Deaconette ate her breakfast of Anacin and leftover Chardonnay, she found a note from one of our number who asked her what can be done about “cheering up my crappy post-election days? Very crappy. Some of the most crappy evah, as a matta fact.”

Deaconette has likewise been in one of her more splenetic moods since election night. You see, she celebrated by having several of her sisters in this earthly struggle into the chapterhouse to watch a woman become President-elect for the first time, just a mere 96 years after women gained the right to vote. Confident in this endeavor due to the repeated and insistent assurances of several well-known pollsters, she lavished her guests with pizzas of many toppings and wine that even came from a bottle instead of a box.

You know how that went. Her confrères, or rather consœurs, mostly left in a depression and torrent of profanity. The remainder fell suddenly to sleep on Deaconette’s sofas after having plundered all of her best scotch with the vim of high seas pirates facing the gallows at sunrise.

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4P on DePaul University: Getting things exactly wrong, of course.

In an alternate universe, Popette Servetus has proclaimed this the Year of the Dragon and is crunching General Tso’s Chicken right now in the Apostolic Palace. And probably puffing on a fatty, too. But back here in our own universe, Pope Francis has proclaimed this a jubilee Year of Mercy. It seems to Deaconette that it thus is good to ask, what is mercy?

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My View [As It Has Been] For a While

It might surprise someone that after a torrent of stupid in recent weeks from the 4P, including:

— it might be surprising that the single way Deaconette was most offended by the 4P’s scribbles was a photo caption describing his attitude toward towards air travel. Deaconette is a stripper for a living. She does not dance on a pole, but her profession often requires the removal of shoes, coats and belts and a virtual strip-search for the TSA. By spending so much time in airports she has found that very few people intend to be awful there, but stress and disorientation sometimes makes it so. There’s nothing to be done about that fact, but while one is changing one’s latitude, one can make changes in attitude.

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Unsupported Assumptions and a Feast with Heart

Deaconette does not earn her living as a promoter of Sourpuss Soaps or Creepy Crank Coffee. She has pecuniary needs that can not be met by an Amazon wish list. Ceramic drinkware sales will never pay her rent. The only time she begs anyone for money is during her annual performance review, and she so hates that exercise that she avoids begging elsewhence. The consequence is that she has to put in hours of non-blogging labor in the service of others just to keep up with the rat race. She hasn’t the extensive time some rats find to tap out ten blog posts a day. She frankly feels lucky when she gets one post done here in a week.

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Lectio impius Evangelium secundum Ioannem Z

Dominus Vobiscum.
Et cum spiritu tuo.

Lectio impius Evangelium secundum Ioannem Z.
Adjuva nos Domine Deus.

Then came Peter unto him and said: “Lord, how often shall my brother offend against me, and I forgive him? till seven times?”

Jesus saith to him: “I say not to thee, till seven times; but inquire of the capacity of thy magazine? Holds it seven times seventy rounds?”

Verbum de versuto.
Miserere Deo.

Concerning #PokémonGo – Wherein a puzzled Dcnt. C inquires.

Deaconette is entirely sure what Pokémon is, because it is of her generation. Apparently this trading card game that was extremely popular with preteen millennials has now morphed into a thing you do with your smartphones, rather like geocaching. She heard one blimp-sized bloviating blogger say that a talking TV head praised it because at least it got young people outside for a while. A silly thing to say, since millennials have the lowest television viewing rate of any demographic and were likely already there. Perhaps that blogger should turn off his TV and go outside.

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The Rev. Jacob Duché’s Prayer for Revolutionaries


Like Father Z, Deaconette C has never served in the United States Marines.

“next to of course god america i”

next to of course god america i
love you land of the pilgrims’ and so forth oh
say can you see by the dawn’s early my
country ’tis of centuries come and go
and are no more what of it we should worry
in every language even deafanddumb
thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry
by jingo by gee by gosh by gum
why talk of beauty what could be more beaut-
iful than these heroic happy dead
who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter
they did not stop to think they died instead
then shall the voice of liberty be mute?

He spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water.

– E. E. Cummings

Deaconette knew, just knew Father Z would do his “Oorah” act today. Stolen valor much? She asks that you always think critically about America, and don’t be a blind patriot. Not everything done by our armed forces nor asked of them is something which Americans deserve to be proud. If your patriotism isn’t mixed with skepticism, you’re a dummy on the lap of demagogues drinking that glass of water.

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In Which Deaconette Discharges … Her Liturgical Duties

A reading from the Book of the prophet Isaiah.

I, I myself will comfort you: who art thou, that thou shouldst be afraid of a mortal man, and of the son of man, who shall wither away like grass?

And thou hast forgotten the Lord thy maker, who stretched out the heavens, and founded the earth: and thee hast been afraid continually all the day at the presence of his fury who afflicted thee, and had prepared himself to destroy thee: where is now the fury of the oppressor?

The word of the Lord.

[Seasonal Sung Responsorial Psalm from Glory & Praise Hymnal]

The Lord Be With You…

A reading from the holy Gospel according to Luke…

And I say to you, my friends: Be not afraid of them who kill the body, and after that have no more that they can do. But I will shew you whom you shall fear: fear ye him, who after he hath killed, hath power to cast into hell. Yea, I say to you, fear him. Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God?

The Gospel of the Lord.

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