ROME 23/05 – Day 27: I can’t help it.

The sun is now high over Rome and it rose at. It will be less high soon, for I write near noon, and it will set at 20:37.

The Ave Maria Bell is still pegged at 2100.

Today is the Vigil of Pentecost, at long last. It seems like a long time that we started with the pre-Lent Sundays. On the other hand, Paschaltide has really flown. For me, at least.

What shall we look at today?

First, I had a nice bowl of spaghetti with clams yesterday evening.

I’ve gotten this one down.

Shall I show you some views of the beautiful flowers in church right now? What a difference they make.

I know. I know.

“There goes old Fr. Z again, raving about the parish.  Let’s get on to more CHESS NEWS!  That’s what we really want!”

If only in these Roman churches in the Centro the priests or brothers would get off their lazy asses and start sweeping and cleaning and putting things into right order for a Roman church! Instead, they put non-sensical and usually banal idiocies, lots of junk, use the side chapels for anything other than a sacred purpose. It’s maddening.

If you are going to put some flowers on an altar, do it right!

Clean the floors! Take out the junk! DRESS THE ALTARS! Get some LIGHTS on!

Do something that people will long to see and experience again, rather than the same ol’ same ol.

In the background is the veiled baptismal font that some of you readers helped to pay for!

It isn’t rocket science.  Make sure there is something going on!  Make sure there is something beautiful to attract the heart and mind when eye rests upon it.

Our eyes.   We tend to desire what we see.  That’s why it is important for us to guard our eyes from what we should not want and direct them to things through which we can encounter goodness and truth.

And now for chess.

I’ve been talking about getting your kids (yourselves) into chess. This is a great story.

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In chess news, Nodirbek Abdusattorov won Division I of the Champions Chess Tour ChessKid Cup on Friday.  Going into game 4 of the Grand Final with black and an even score, he defeated Fabiano Caruana. Whew.

Here’s a puzzle.

White to move.  Mate in TWO.

NB: I’ll hold comments with solutions ’till the next day so there won’t be “spoilers” for others.

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25 May 2023: Litany of St. Philip Neri and Prayer of Card. Baronio – VIDEO

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I wanted to add the scrolling text but, sigh, I just couldn’t get it done. Sorry.

Here is a rough… rough… version. Maybe I can get the PDF someday.


Litanie di San Filippo Neri

Kyrie eleison. Christe, eleison. Kyrie, eleison. Christe, audi nos. Chrise, exaudi nos.

Pater de coelis, Deus, miserere nobis. Fili, Redemptor mundi, Deus, miserere. Spiritus Sancte, Deus, miserere. Sancta Trinitas, unus Deus, miserere.

Sancta Maria, ora pro mobis. Sancta Dei Genitrix, Sancta Virgo virginum,

Sancte Philippe, Vas Spiritus Sancti, Apostolus Romae, Consiliarius Pontificis, Vox fatidica, Vir prisci temporis, Sanctus amabilis, Heros umbratilis, Pater suavissimus, Flos puritatis, Martyr charitatis, Cor flammigerum, Discretor spirituum, Gemma sacerdotum, Vitae divinae speculum, Specimen humilitatis,

Exemplar simplicitatis. Lux sanctae laetitiae Imago pueritiae. Forma senectutis. Rector animarum. Piscator fluctuantium. Manuductor pupillorum. Hospes Angelorum. Qui castitatem adolescens coluisti. Qui Romam divinitus petiisti.

Qui multos annos in catactumbis delituisti. Qui ipsum Spiritum in cor recepisti. Qui mirabiles ecstases sustinuisti. Qui parvulis amanter serviisti.

Qui peregrinantium pedes. Qui martyrium ardentissime sitiisti. Qui Verbum Dei quotidianum distribuisti. Qui tot corda ad Deum allexisti.

Qui sermones dulces cum Maria contulisti. Qui emortuum ab inferis reduxisti. Qui domos tuas in omni regione constituisti. Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, parce nobis.

Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, exaudi nos, Domine. Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, miserere nobis.

Ora pro nobis, sancte Philippe.
Ut digni efficiamur promissionibus Christi.

Oremus. DEUS, qui beatum Philippum Confessorem tuum Sanctorum tuorum gloria sublimasti; concede propitius, ut cuius commemoratione laetamur, ejus virtutum proficiamus exemplo. Per Christum, Dominum nostrum.
N. Amen.

Illo nos igne Spiritus Sanctus inflammet
quo sancti Philippi cor mirabiliter penetravit.

RESPICE de caelo, Sancte Pater, ex illius montis celsitudine in huius vallis humilitatem, ex illo quietis et tranquillitatis portu in calamitosum hoc mare, et vide illis benignissimis oculis quibus huius saeculi discussa caligine clarius omnia intueris et perspicis, et visita custos diligentissime, vineam istam quam posuit et plantavit dextera tua tanto labore, sudore, periculis. Ad te itaque confugimus, a te opem petimus; tibi nos penitus totosque tradimus; te nobis patronum et defensorem adoptamus suscipe causam salutis nostrae; tuere clientes tuos. Te ducem omnes appellamus; rege contra daemonis impetum pugnantem exercitum. Ad te, pientissime rector, vitae nostrae deferimus gubernacula. Rege naviculam hanc tuam, et, in alto collocatus, averte cupididtum scopulos, ut te duce et directore incolumes ad illum aeternae felicitatis portum pervenire possimus. Amen.

Preghiera a san Filippo Neri

O san Filippo Neri, glorioso fondatore dell’arciconfraternita della Santissima Trinita dei Pellegrini e Convalescenti, angelo di costumi, maestro di virtu, serafino di carita, apostolo di Roma e patrono della gioventii, io sotto la vostra protezione raccomando la vita mia. Ottenetemi la grazia di camminare per la strada retta del Vangelo e di star sempre vigilante e cauto, percio la mia coscienza non si addormenti mai nella falsa e perniciosa pace dei peccatori. Assistetemi finalmente nell’ora della mia morte; scacciate da me, in quel passo terribile, it maledetto insidiatore, e accompagnate l’anima mia in Paradiso.

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“Oh people will come, Reverend Mother. People will most definitely come….”

With major league help from a friend in Kansas City…

 

“Reverend Mother. People will come, Mother. They’ll come to Gower, Missouri for reasons they can’t even fathom. …

“They’ll turn into your driveway, not knowing for sure why they’re doing it. They’ll arrive at your door, as innocent as children, longing for the past. People will come, Mother. …

“The one constant through all the years Mother, has been The Roman Catholic Church. The world has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It’s been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But the Church has marked the time….

“This traditional abbey, this apparent miracle with Sister Wilhelmina, is a part of our past, Mother. It reminds us of all that once was good, and that could be again. …

“Oh people will come, Reverend Mother. People will most definitely come….

 

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ROME 23/05 – Day 26: Truly precious

On this 146th day of the year, we come to the Feast of St. Philip Neri (+1595), a great saint whose impact on the Universal Church was momentous.

It still is momentous, especially through the grace-ripples emanating from the parish where he was (and is still) active in Rome.

On this feast the Ave Maria Bell should tonight be run at 2100.

The sun should set at 20:26.

The sun rose shortly before the photo, below, at 05:39.

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In church I found things ready for Mass.  Very nice.


 

 

This cloth of gold is truly precious.

After a quick standing breakfast with friends I went to the Campo for supplies for meals today, since I have nothing else on my plate. See what I did there?

After obtaining fresh mozzarella, off to the fishmonger for clams, a spur of the moment choice.   I ran into these critters, which were not so familiar to me in this phase.  These are called “gobbetti”.  Note the blue spots.

 

 

On closer inspection, the blue are eggs.

Gobbetti can be eaten either cooked or raw. Yum.

 

Such a plethora of gifts from God in this place.

Along the way I stopped at my veg and fruit stand and chatted with the folks, I got waved at from the door of the butcher shop, the cheese monger called me over to sample some mixed Robbiola (goat, cow), the manager of one of the bar/resto/cocktail places came over to say hi after the veg stand, happy Pippo de’ Fiori gave me a white rose because one of the Trinità priests told him of my anniversary (50 went to Mary at her altar in church), Daniela of the corner bakery was particularly pleasant, even the usually growly guy at the register smiled, and on the next street over I ran into one of the owners of a fine trattoria (Sicilian) that I send friends to and enjoy myself.

I got back to my place and started the clams to soak, and gave the rose some water. In that moment I was overwhelmed with the desire never to leave. I think it was in one of the Rocky movies someone says that once you’ve been in a place for a long enough, you are that place. The way things are right now, its the only place I really can be me.  Thanks for what you all do for me.  Each day is precious.

Clams are transported home in paper here. If you are going to keep them for a while, and that is possible, you have to wrap them tightly together in a moist towel which prevents them from opening and getting into all sorts of mischief around the place. Clams! Can’t take your eyes off them for a moment.

Salty water. For several hours. They say they are purged. I purge more.

Last night after the Litany and Prayer of Card. Baronius to St. Philip – I’ll be posting a video when it is done processing – I encountered a priest of a certain Society and long time reader who says the traditional Mass. We stopped over at the new place I’ve been going to for supper – you are not going to find better classics in Rome. I started with fiori di zucca, the fried zucchini flowers stuffed with a little mozzarella or other and a bit of anchovy. In many place when you get these they are nasty undercooked oil sponges. These, however, were perfect, fried exactly right, crispy and not a bit over oily.

I think God, knowing about Rome head of time, made sure that zucchini would produce so very many blossoms every day so that we could really enjoy them in season.  It is a crime to take His wonderful gifts and make bad food out of them when it is so easy to make excellent food simply and gratefully.

Anyway, long chat over food and back home.  I was constrained to see this on my walk, poor me.

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Here’s a puzzle.

White to move.  Mate in 2.

Magnus won the Warsaw Rapid and Blitz.  He is a force of … something. My guy Wesley So and Maxime Vachier-Lagrave tied for third. Second was Jan-Krzysztof Duda who had finally fallen to the No. 1 in the World (though not official World Champ). In the Champions Chess Tour ChessKid Cup Fabiano won two Armagedon’s to go on to play Nodirbek Abdusattorov in the Final.

Get your chess stuff and start in, friends.  Make sure your children learn.

The idea of that chess cafe in Rome will NOT go away.  I renew my plea to San Pippo and San Giuseppe.  Help me, dear saints, figure all of this out.  I feel like I am on the edge of something that I can’t quite make out.

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WDTPRS: Mass Prayers “Pro seipso sacerdote – For the priest himself” (1962MR)

This time of year many new priests are being ordained and, consequently, many priests observe their own anniversaries.

In the traditional, Vetus Ordo of the Roman Rite a priest can add orations for himself, Pro seipso sacerdote, on the anniversary of his ordination.

The 2002MR has three formularies Pro seipso sacerdote while the 1962MR has but one (which really is enough).

Let’s look at the prayer in the Vetus Ordo, the Roman Rite:

COLLECT (1962MR):

Omnípotens et miséricors Deus, humilitátis meae preces benígnus inténde: et me fámulum tuum, quem, nullis suffragántibus méritis, sed imménsa cleméntiae tuae largitáte, caeléstibus mystériis servíre tribuísti, dignum sacris altáribus fac minístrum; ut, quod mea voce deprómitur, tua sanctificatióne firmétur.

SLAVISHLY LITERAL VERSION:

Almighty and merciful God, kindly hark to the prayers of my humility: and make me, Your servant, whom, no merits of my own favoring me, but by the immense largess of your indulgence, You granted to serve the heavenly mysteries, to be a worthy minister at the sacred altars; so that, that which is called down by my voice, may be made sure by Your sanctification.

The prayer focuses on priest’s self-awareness of his lowliness.  Who he is and what he does is from God’s grace and choice, not his own.

It also emphasis the relationship of the priest to the altar, that is, the bond of the priest and Holy Mass.  Priests are ordained for sacrifice.

No priest, no sacrifice, no Mass, no Eucharist.

In the older form of Holy Mass, after the consecration during the Roman Canon at the Suppplices te rogamus… the priest bends low over the altar. He puts his hands on it.  They, his hands and the altar, were anointed with Sacred Chrism.  He kisses the altar.  Then he makes signs of the Cross over the consecrated Host on the corporal, over the Precious Blood in the chalice, and over himself.

Christ is Victim.  Christ is Priest.  The priest is victim and priest as well.

This moment during Holy Mass reveals his mysterious bond with the altar, where the priest sacrifices the victim.  Sacrificial victim and sacrificing priest are one. At the altar he is alter Christus, another Christ, offering and offered.

In regard to the Sacred Chrism and ordination, a few years ago I heard the sermon of His Excellency, Most Rev. Robert C. Morlino of Madison – deeply missed, rest in peace – at the ordination of priests.  He made the recommendation that, in hard times, the men should put a drop of Chrism on their hands, and rub it in, to remind them of who they are.

What also comes to mind, in considering the bond of priest and altar and victim upon it, is the Augustinian reflection of the speaker of the Word and the Word spoken, and the message and reality of the Word and the Voice which speaks it.

The voice of the priest and the priest himself are merely the means God uses in the sacred action, the sacramental mysteries at the altar, to renew in that moment what He has wrought.

Finally, this is done through mercy.  The words misericors, clementia, largitas, benignus all point to the mercy of God.

The priest speaks and God makes what he speaks reality.

He takes the priest’s insubstantial words and makes them firm and real.

He takes unworthy men, priests, and gives them His own power.

The priest must get himself out of the way when he is at the altar, where the True Actor is in action, Christ the Eternal and High Priest.

This is why ad orientem worship is so important.

I think that there is little chance of a renewal of Eucharistic faith and piety in the Church without ad orientem worship and without the slow but sure elimination of Communion on the hand.

SECRET (1962MR):

Huius, Dómine, virtúte sacraménti, peccatórum meórum máculas abstérge: et praesta; ut ad exsequéndum injúncti offícii ministérium, me tua grátia dignum effíciat.

SLAVISHLY LITERAL VERSION:

O Lord, by the power of this sacrament, cleanse the stains of my sins: and grant; that it may make me worthy by Your grace unto the performance of the ministry of the office that has been imposed.

Priests are sinners in need of a Savior just like everyone else.

They confess their own sins and receive absolution from a priest like everyone else.

They, too, must do penance for past sins like everyone else.

They, while coming to the altar as alter Christus, come to the altar as sinners.  There is only one perfect one.

In the older Vetus Ordo of Holy Mass, the priest is constantly reminded about who he is and who he isn’t.  The newer form?  Not so much.

In this Secret, spoken quietly, the priest prays for what only God can do: remove the stains of sins from his soul.

The prayer brings also to mind the burden of the yoke of the priesthood, symbolized by the priestly vestment, the chasuble.  Whatever its shape, the chasuble is a sign of the priest’s subjugation.

As the priest puts on this most visible of his vestments, he traditionally prays, “O Lord, Who said: My yoke is easy and My burden light: grant that I may bear it well and follow after You with thanksgiving. Amen.”   The yoke is the ancient sign of subjugation. The ancient Romans caused the conquered to pass under a yoke, iugum.

This attitude of the priest at the altar, formed by the prayer and the very vestment he wears, can teach us a great deal about the nature and design of all the things that we employ for the celebration of Mass.

POSTCOMMUNION (1962MR):

Omnípotens sempitérne Deus, qui me peccatórem sacris altáribus astáre voluísti, et sancti nóminis tui laudáre poténtiam: concéde propítius, per hujus sacraménti mystérium, meórum mihi véniam peccatórum; ut tuae majestáti digne mérear famulári.

SLAVISHLY LITERAL VERSION:

Almighty eternal God, who desired me, a sinner, to stand at the sacred altars, and to praise the might of Your Holy Name: propitiously grant, through the mystery of this sacrament, the forgiveness for me of my sins; so that I may merit to wait upon Your majesty.

On the day of ordination the priest lies down upon the floor.

He is, in that moment, part of the floor.

He is the lowest thing in the church.

Consider two sets of contrasts.

First, there is the contrast of the low state of the servant sinner and the majesty of God.

Second, there is the present moment contrasted with the future to come.

Majestas is like gloria, Hebrew kabod or Greek doxa, a divine characteristic which – some day – we may encounter in heaven in such a way that we will be transformed by it forever and forever.  When Moses encountered God in the cloud on the mountain and in the tent, he came forth with a face shining so brightly that he had to wear a veil.  This is a foreshadowing of the transformative power of God’s majestas which he will share with the saints in heaven.

The priest waits upon majestas.

He waits on it, in that he awaits it.  And he waits upon it.  He serves it, like a waiting waiter, he serves it out as well.  He also desires it for his own future.  But in the present moment he waits upon it as a servant.  He is an attendant, in every sense.  He is one who waits and he is one who waits.

May God have mercy on all priests, sinner servants, attendant on the unmerited grace and gifts of the Victim Priest and Savior.  May God have mercy on me, a sinner.  Pray for me, a sinner.

Daily Prayer for Priests

O Almighty Eternal God, look upon the face of Thy Christ, and for the love of Him who is the Eternal High Priest, have pity on Thy priests. Remember, O most compassionate God, that they are but weak and frail human beings. Stir up in them the grace of their vocation which is in them by the imposition of the bishop’s hands. Keep them close to Thee, lest the Enemy prevail against them, so that they may never do anything in the slightest degree unworthy of their sublime vocation.

O Jesus, I pray Thee for Thy faithful and fervent priests; for Thy unfaithful and tepid priests; for Thy priests laboring at home or abroad in distant mission fields; for Thy tempted priests; for Thy lonely and desolate priests; for Thy young priests; for Thy aged priests; for Thy sick priests, for Thy dying priests; for the souls of Thy priests in Purgatory.

But above all I commend to Thee the priests dearest to

 me; the priest who baptized me; the priests who absolved me from my sins; the priests at whose Masses I assisted, and who gave me Thy Body and Blood in Holy Communion; the priests who taught and instructed me, or helped and encouraged me; all the priests to whom I am indebted in any other way, particularly N. O Jesus, keep them all close to Thy Heart, and bless them abundantly in time and in eternity. Amen.

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+Robert C. Morlino, Bishop of Madison, 6 September 2018

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26 May 1991: 32nd anniversary of ordination

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Many priests observe the anniversary of their ordination at this time of year. It is a common time for ordinations, probably because Ember Days were common times for ordinations and Ember Days fall during the Pentecost Octave.

It is my anniversary of ordination today, 32 years ago, by St. John Paul II in St. Peter’s Basilica.  That might make me a 2nd class relic.

When this date rolls around, I usually say to myself:

“Well… I made it this far.”

On 26 May 1991, the Feast of St. Philip Neri, it was also Trinity Sunday.   It is a wonderful synchronicity that the parish in Rome to which I am so attached, is both the place of St. Philip Neri’s great work and also in honor of the Most Holy Trinity.

It was a perfect Roman May day.

I got up that morning, ate breakfast, said my prayers, and walked alone across town to the basilica, where I entered through the main doors with the rest of the crowd. After that, however, I went to the right, to the nave near the Pietà, where we ordinands vested and waited for the Holy Father. My family members came separately from a different part of town. They had special tickets which brought them very close to the altar.  St. Theresa of Calcutta was there, just in front of where my folks sat.

Since we were 60 in number, and from many countries, the basilica was absolutely jammed with people from all over the world who had come for the ordinations, probably some 50k.

You have not experienced the Litany of Saints until you have heard it sung by that many people in a space like that.

I arranged for my grandmother, a convert to Catholicism in her 80’s, to receive Communion from the Holy Father.

I often wonder what happened to the other men with whom I was ordained. I only knew a few of them personally, since I had been at the Lateran University with them.

It was the first year that the Iron Curtain was raised a bit.  A few men were permitted out Romania to come to Rome to be ordained by the Pope. There were some Opus Dei guys ordained with us.  Another of the group was John Corapi of the SOLT group, though I didn’t know him at the time. Pray for him.  One priest was ordained for the Archdiocese of Southwark in England. I know that one fellow is now a bishop in Haiti.

This day, especially when I review some of these videos and think about what has happened between then and now, underscores the fact that God doesn’t choose men who are worthy. He chooses those whom it pleases Him to choose.

I ask for your prayers today and in an ongoing way for my cares, my health, and my future.  Pray for canceled priests.  And please, in a special way, pray for the mother of a priest, my own.

The sermon from the Mass. The sermon is in Italian and the text is HERE.

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I really miss him.

Here are some excerpts from the broadcast of the ordination, which was on national television in Italy.  We have the interrogation, litany and the prayer (form).

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Imposition of hands.

 

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23 May 2023 – Reinstallation of St. Philip Neri’s altarpiece – VIDEO

St. Philip is home again.   The painting for the altar in the chapel dedicated to him at the parish has been restored and put back in its place.

Music from Musica Al Tempo Di Guido Reni

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From “The Private Diary of Bishop F. Atticus McButterpants” – 23-05-21 – Cufflinks

May 2st, 2023

Dear Diary,

Yesterday and that “passionate” question got me thinking about my cufflinks.  They’ve almost all have great memories for me because they were mostly given.  Anyway, I went to look at them and counted 50 pairs.  A couple favs are those nice ones with black onyx when I was ordained a priest. When I made bishop, I got ones with amethysts, and one set with my coat of arms on them because that’s what the other guys get.   There’s shop in Rome where they make these things.  Who knew?  Thinking ahead – maybe a over optimistical – I think Jack “Daniels” got those ones with red garnets. I have some fun ones with dice that I used to wear at those Vegas nights. I have ones with ducks when I hang out with those rich guys who always go hunting. I also put them on when Jude’s around or I have to go over to Black Duck.  HA!   And he’s seen them.  I have some simple gold ones with tiny little diamonds – I wear those when I have to talk about the diocesan fundraiser or any budget stuff or when I visit the soup kitchens since they’re the not too flashy. I really think they’re all beautiful.  They make me happy.

I remember Msgr. Gilligan in the seminary told us once that all men tend to collect things as they get older. Married men have wives to keep them from getting too weird, but we don’t. He told us “find something you’re really interested in and collect that, but don’t be too weird.” Cufflinks. Why not?  That’s a passion and I don’t think that’s too weird.

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ROME 23/05 – Day 25: Picture show

Sunrise in Rome today was at 05:39 and sunset will be at 20:35 on this Feast of St. Gregory VII (+1085).

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In the traditional calendar it is also the Feast of St. Urban I who got a commemoration.   His Collect is interesting

Deus, qui Ecclésiam tuam, in apostólicæ petræ soliditáte fundátam, ab infernárum éruis terróre portárum: præsta, quæsumus; ut, intercedénte beáto Urbáno Mártyre tuo atque Summo Pontífice, in tua veritáte persístens, contínua securitáte muniátur.

O God, Who firmly established Your Church upon the rock of the apostle and delivered her from the dreadful powers of hell, grant, we beseech You, that through the intercession of blessed Urban, Your Martyr and Supreme Pontiff, she may remain faithful to Your truth so as to be always safe under Your protection.

That’s a mighty powerful prayer.   Can you imagine hearing such a prayer in any Mass of the Novus Ordo?  Doesn’t it seem out of step with our present day representation of the Apostolic See and College?

Something about Gregory VII (Hildebrand) is in order.  Here is Card. Schuster:

The story of this most valiant of the Popes (Hildebrand), at one time a most zealous Abbot of the monastery of St Paul at Rome, has many points of resemblance to that of the great Athanasius, for, if the latter in the fourth century was the invincible champion of the divine nature of the Word, in the eleventh, at a time, that is, when the Church lay degraded at the foot of the imperial throne of Germany, to which it had been enslaved by the ineptitude, the weakness, and the venality of many of its ministers, [Plus ça change,…] Gregory rose up fearlessly and, placing his trust in God, fought courageously, one against all, for the divine character of the mystical Spouse of Christ. Athanasius was forced to wander through the world with-out being able to find a safe spot to which to withdraw himself from the snares that the whole world seemed to have laid for him ; Gregory, in his turn, hated by his enemies, misunderstood by his friends, deprived of means and of all human help, rested calmly on the wings of his faith in God, and thus endured, unshaken, the burning of his pontifical metropolis, the anger of the populace, and even death in exile (1085). The last words of this determined Pontiff reflect the energetic temper of his mind : “I have loved justice and hated iniquity, therefore I die in exile.” He does not regret the past ; on the threshold of eternity his judgement of men and of events does not differ from that which he had formed during his life. Gregory blesses those who bow to his pontifical position, but at the very moment when he is about to pass through the gates of heaven, he resolutely closes those gates in the face of the Emperor Henry IV and his ministers, and of all who refused to submit to his apostolic authority.

Breakfast this morning. Since I always think of donations in concrete terms, I’ll simply pick at random from one of yesterday’s contributors, 24thers, to thank. Thanks KC! Un cappuccio e un cornetto semplice.  So good.

Yesterday, the newly restored altar piece of the St. Philip Neri altar of Ss. Trinità dei Pellegrini was put back into place.

Before they reinstalled the painting, I thought I’d leave a little trace of my affection, in the style of the youths of Rome.   Can you find it?  I tried to be subtle.

 

And so it went.

One of the priests literally supervising.

What I would like to see next is a super hi def photo with professional lighting of that portrait of St. Philip made while he was alive.  The parish would be able to sell copies, I think, and make a little dosh.

Yesterday they were also fixing a space for a recently restored reliquary of the great Saint for his day.

On the way home I saw this sight at one of the butcher shops and couldn’t help but be impressed at the application of the old phrase agere sequitur esse.

Yeah, pal.  I know the feeling.

Speaking of which, the altar of St. Philip today in church was lovely.

My dear readers, my dear benefactors, donors.  Thank you from the bottom of my heart for making it possible to be back here in situ, in my Roman environment.  If there are “rescue dogs” or “rescue horses” or whatever, there are also “rescue priests”.  Here is an example of my agere sequitur esse.

Yesterday in chess news, at the second leg of the Grand Chess Tour, the Warsaw Rapid and Blitz, now the Blitz phase, Magnus Carlsen won five straight games including one again the leader Jan-Krzysztof Duda of Poland. My guy Wesley So also did well. He beat Magnus with the Scandi opening.

People have asked why I like So so much. Firstly, he’s a devout and open Christian, whose past is, I believe Catholic, having grown up in the Philippines and having attended Catholic schools. He has a kind personality which comes out in his interviews. He lives now in my native place, the Twin Cities in Minnesota! He is also a super solid and consistent player. An admirable young man and super chess player. BTW… Magnus went on his winning streak after losing to Wesley.

Here is So V. Carlsen from yesterday (this has all the games so scroll down).  Animated GIF of the game HERE

Meanwhile, it’s white to move and mate in 2.  Can you find it?  This isn’t the easiest puzzle.

NB: I’ll hold comments with solutions ’till the next day so there won’t be “spoilers” for others.

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From “The Private Diary of Bishop F. Atticus McButterpants” – 23-05-20 – “Breakout” session

EDITOR’S NOTE:

Pages are trickling in slowly. Sorry, but that’s just the way it is.


May 20th, 2023

Dear Diary,

Fr. Tommy is still doing his exercises.  I hope he gets back soon.  I hate to say it, but he keeps me out of a lot of trouble!  For example, we had one of those “breakout sessions” or “curia huddles” or whatever they’re called yesterday.  Other bishops do these regularly – or so they say – and I don’t want to be out of step.  Sometimes I think the guys are just saying things to see if I’ll do them.

I was put with the vocation director, the guy in charge of evangelization, and three secretaries. We were supposed to answer the question, “what is your passion?”  I’m so glad I didn’t go first! The VD did and he talked about his passion for sharing the faith, then one of the secretaries talked about her family. When I first saw the question, I thought “pizza” but as we went around the table I realized that would have been out of place. So I said something about synodality, because that’s what we’re supposed to talk about.  Synodality blah blah.   But what are we going to do?  Great idea, right?  But it sure involves a lot of really boring meetings that usually end in my having to go out with Fr. Tommy to some restaurant rather than eating there.  I mean, they could at least bring in PIZZA from Gaetano’s.  Fr. Tommy would have immediately known about the sort of thing to bring up rather than pizza.  Fr. Gilbert?  Not so much.  Gotta say, tho, I’m proud of myself for the synodality thing.

Apart from pizza, which is a no-brainer, I guess I’m also “passionate” – the right word? – about cufflinks. I got my first pair from my granddad when I was in the seminary. Nice little gold squares with my initials on them. It used to be a pain to find a nice shirt with those french cuffs, but now I have a guy who makes my shirts for me, so that’s nice.  I’ve got quite a few now.  They cheer me up.  Some have good memories linked to them… HA.  I’ll have to look them over and see how many I have.

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