UPDATE 27 April:
I’m very fortunate to know and have worked with a fine graphic artist, David P. Burkart. You can see my coat-of-arms – my family’s historic arms – on my right sidebar. He’s terrific!
David just made a new “stemma” for the new Bishop of Madison, Most. Rev. Donald J. Hying. He confirmed to me the other day that he would not change his personal arms or motto with his translation from Gary to Madison.
Here is the new stemma.
The diocesan arms on the “dexter” side, which as you face it appears on the left. It’s called “dexter” because if you are holding your shield, it to your own right. On the “sinister” side is the bishop’s personal arms. His motto, “Caritas numquam excidit” is the Latin Vulgate of 1 Cor 13:8, in Greek – Ἡ ἀγάπη οὐδέποτε ἐκπίπτει – meaning “Charity never fails” in the sense that it never loses its force and effectiveness. The context of 1 Cor 13 is important. It may be the most famous thing that Paul wrote, and involves some of his deepest thought. Paul is dealing with a divided community in Corinth. Let’s see the chapter:
If I speak with the tongues of men, and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.  And if I should have prophecy and should know all mysteries, and all knowledge, and if I should have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.  And if I should distribute all my goods to feed the poor, and if I should deliver my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.  Charity is patient, is kind: charity envieth not, dealeth not perversely; is not puffed up;  Is not ambitious, seeketh not her own, is not provoked to anger, thinketh no evil;
 Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth with the truth;  Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.  Charity never falleth away: whether prophecies shall be made void, or tongues shall cease, or knowledge shall be destroyed.  For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.  But when that which is perfect is come, that which is in part shall be done away.
 When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. But, when I became a man, I put away the things of a child.  We see now through a glass in a dark manner; but then face to face. Now I know in part; but then I shall know even as I am known.  And now there remain faith, hope, and charity, these three: but the greatest of these is charity.
Love is patient…
I see now as if though a glass, darkly…
If I speak with the tongue of men and angels…
When I was a child…
The greatest of these…
Truly amazing. You could spend a lot of time unpacking Caritas numquam excidit.
“But Father! … even though Mr. Dew in New Zealand says we shouldn’t say ‘Father’ to anyone! But Father!”, some of you lefties are blurting, “how dare you talk about love! Stop that right now! You have no right to even think about love. HAH! You are sort of like Paul… what a misogynist! And you are a homophobe because you don’t agree with Jasmine… er James Martin about gays and you are a xenophobe because you believe in borders and you are for violence because you defend the 2nd Amendment and… above all YOU HATE VATICAN II!”
Now that you have that out of your system, we can return our attention to the important project of having a chasuble made for Bp. Hying to match what we call our “Madison” set, which has the arms of the diocese embroidered on the pieces. I needed a good graphic to send to Gammarelli. His arms will be embroidered thereon. They thought that they had run out of the matching braid. That was a problem, because no more is being produced! So, this is the last piece for the “Madison” set, I guess.
Originally Published on: Apr 26, 2019
The new bishop, Most Rev. Donald J. Hying, will take possession of the Diocese of Madison on 25 June. Transition preparations.
It is always a little challenge when such a transition takes place. I’ve been through it several times, with local bishops and with popes. It is amazing how deeply rooted the routine repetition of a name is. I recall, well into the 90’s, hearing an old priest occasionally slip and say, “Paul, our Pope”.
We won’t be using the name of the new bishop in the Canon until he takes possession. But we can get ready.