FIGHT BACK against anti-Catholics… including those IN the Church

si_vis_pacemYou must rush to read the whole of Robert Royal’s latest column.  HERE

I preface it with a reminder that I posted a tongue in check call to arms that wasn’t really tongue in cheek at all.  HERE

Here’s the pattern that I have seen repeat itself over and over and over in the Church.  Libs, let’s say lib priests though this is present in many spheres, can do any damn thing they want and proper authority rarely, if ever, disciplines or corrects them.  But if “conservatives” do something, the bishop is on the phone to beat the guy black and blue and, in effect, bully him into dropping something that he has the right, and moral high ground to do.  Priests going into parishes are told: “For heaven’s sake don’t upset The Proletariate… People. Don’t make changes for a year!”  Libs immediately start to tear down everything the previous conservative pastor built.  Conservatives tend to obey.  But… do they raise their heads up for juuuuust a winky tink, Bishop Thrasybulus – no, rather, since I’m in Rome – Bishop Lucius Tarquinius Superbus is on the blower calling them “downtown” for a little Tall Poppy treatment.

Lay people.  It is time to FIGHT BACK.

FIGHT BACK in the secular sphere when the anti-Catholic bigots go after us.

FIGHT BACK in the ecclesial sphere when the… ummmm… anti-Catholic bigots go after us.

Self-absorbed… GRRRRR.

I’m starting on a new program of special Psalms.  You know the ones.  The psalms written under inspiration but which the tender snowflakes don’t want to hear.  They plug their ears when they are mentioned and sing “And I will raaaaaaise you uuuuup….”, so they don’t have to acknowledge they exist.   Special Psalms.

Now go read Royal.

What are you waiting for?

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Ireland: manmade vocation wasteland

Jesus_Lamb_Storm_Boat_640Ireland and the Catholic Church in Ireland have their problems.  Sadly, they gave some of those problems also to the USA.  However, since I am forever harping on praying for vocations to the priesthood, one problem in particular struck me today.

From IrishCentral:

Only six Irish sign up for the priesthood – a 222-year-record low

A mere six men will be starting the classes required to become a priest at the National Seminary at St. Patrick’s College Maynooth in County Kildare this fall – the lowest number in the seminary’s more than two centuries of existence.

Fifteen men, the Irish Catholic reports, are currently undergoing preparatory work that will allow them to become seminarians in the fall of 2018.

Maynooth, which opened in 1795, was once the largest seminary in the world with space for 500 men to train to become priests.

Last year there were only 80 men undergoing the necessary studies at the seminary to become members of the clergy.

The number is likely to have dipped even further this year following something of a crisis last summer when a number of seminarians were caught using the gay hookup app Grindr. [No, no!  Nothing to see here.  I wonder if Fishwrap (aka National Sodomitic Reporter) has reported on this.] As a result, Archbishop of Dublin Diarmuid Martin ordered three trainees to leave the seminary and continue their studies at the Irish college in Rome.

“I have my own reasons for doing this,” the Archbishop said at the time.

At the time critics of the move warned authorities that his actions would damage Maynooth; Fr. Brendan Hoban said it was “unfair” and said it did not address the underlying issue.

[…]

It’s a vicious circle by now, a tornado of failure, a hurricane of identity suicide.

The vocations crisis was in part manufactured. In Ireland it is so bad that it is a self-perpetuating vortex of self-inflicted wounds.

Talk about manmade climate change!

I’m reminded that Benedict XVI, in his Letter to the Irish people, recommended a return to traditional practices.

Do you want where you live to look like Ireland?

Pray for vocations. Be willing to offer your own children. Support your priests and seminarians.

Stop coddling perversity. Return to the Mass of our forebears as much as possible. Bring back our devotions and processions and many seasonal and festal blessings. Use sacramentals. Pray the Rosary.

Do penance for sins and offenses against the Sacred Heart and Immaculate Heart.

HERE

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Pange lingua gloriosi

Some people are freaking out a little in the wake of the news that the Holy Father decided to restrict the role of the Congregation for Divine Worship in the preparation of liturgical translations.  Now the bishops conferences will be pretty much in charge the preparation and Rome won’t, on its own initiative, make changes before approval.

Keep a few things in mind:

1 – Pope Francis did NOT overturn the norms for translation in Liturgiam authenticam.  If conferences prepare translations they have to conform to LA’s norms.

2 – The English speaking conferences which implemented a new translation in 2011 are unlikely to want to go to war again so soon.  They won’t be changing the translation.

3 – Rome can still withhold approval.  Pray that the staff there is good and strong and not a bunch of candybacksides.

4 – Remember that the Extraordinary Form is of equal dignity and that it has a far longer and richer track record that this johnny-come-lately, new-fangled form.  If you don’t want to be caught in ever shifting prayer horizons, or if you simply want Latin (as the Council Fathers desired) and desire to be treated like an adult and see to your own translations with the help of a variety of old hand missal and other resources, you can vote with your feet.  I’m just sayin’… be Vatican II!  Go to the Extraordinary Form.  After all, it’s got the Latin that Council mandated, Gregorian chant, every opportunity for full, active and actual participation that the Ordinary Form does.   With the insights gained over the last 50 years or so, the older, traditional form also fulfills virtually all of the desires of the Council, if you put yourself into and don’t just sit, passively, and have it spoon fed to you in English with all sorts of extra talk and options.

Thus endeth the rant.

Working up a translation of a liturgical text is many layered.   For many years I wrote a weekly column comparing the Latin and the translations.  This blog was born of that effort, for I originally thought that it would be an archive for my columns.  HAH!

I regularly still post some of this work, so that you can see what can be found in a prayer, when you open the hood in look inside.  Language difficulty: isn’t a hood also a bonnet?  Make a choice. Choices limit what we can convey in the text.  Hood and bonnets, are parts of cars but they are both “head wear”, but the words have different connotations. We can find lots of varying connotations in our LATIN texts, some of which are ancient and which need to be recovered or made available to our modern ears.

So, there’s a lot going on in these Latin texts.  Let’s have a look at the Collect I sang this morning in a Solemn Mass.

Don’t worry, I’ll get to “the finger” below.

This Sunday’s Collect for the Extraordinary Form survived the snipping and pasting of the Consilium and the late Annibale Bugnini’s liturgical experts to be used in the Ordinary Form on Tuesday of the 2nd week of Lent.  Figure that one out.

Custodi, Domine, quaesumus, Ecclesiam tuam propitiatione perpetua: et quia sine te labitur humana mortalitas; tuis semper auxiliis et abstrahatur a noxiis, et ad salutaria dirigatur.

Propitiatio, in its fundamental meaning, is “an appeasing, atonement, propitiation”. The dictionary of liturgical Latin Blaise/Dumas also gives us a view of the word as “favor”. This makes sense. God has been appeased and rendered favorable again towards us sinners by the propitiatory actions Christ fulfilled on the Cross. We have renewed these through the centuries in Holy Mass.

Mortalitas refers, as you might guess, to the fact that we die, our mortality. Inherent in the word is the concept that we die in our flesh. So, you ought also to hear “flesh” when you hear mortalitas.

Labitur is from labor. This is not the substantive labor but the verb, labor, lapsus. It means, “to glide, fall, to move gently along a smooth surface, to fall, slide”.

Auxilium, in the plural, has a military overtone. There is also a medical undertone too, “an antidote, remedy, in the most extended sense of the word”. Pair this up with noxius, a, um, which points at things which are injurious or harmful. There is a moral element as well or “a fault, offence, trespass”.

Salutaria is the plural of neuter salutare which looks like an infinitive but isn’t. Our constant companion the Lewis & Short Dictionary says the neuter substantive salutare is “salvation, deliverance, health” in later Latin. The adjectival form, salutaris, is “of or belonging to well-being, healthful, wholesome”. Think of English “salutary” and O salutaris hostia in the Eucharistic hymn by St. Thomas Aquinas (+1274).

When this word is in the neuter plural (salutaria) there is a phrase in Latin bibere salutaria alicui … to drink one’s health” or literally “to drink healths to someone”. In Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet during the famous “Queen Mab” speech Mercutio declares that a soldier dreams, inter alia, of “healths five fathom deep,” (I, iv) and in Henry VIII the King says to Cardinal Wolsey, “I have half a dozen healths to drink to these” (I, iv).

Wine and health are closely related in the ancient world. In the parable of the Good Samaritan the good passerby pours oil and wine into the wounds of the man who was assaulted (Luke 10:25-37). St. Paul wrote to St. Timothy:

“No longer drink only water, but take a little wine for the sake of your stomach and your frequent ailments” (1 Tim 5:23).

Apart from its resemblance to blood, it is no surprise that Christ should choose this healthful daily staple as the matter of our saving Sacrament.

Wine was often safer to drink than water in the ancient world, though it was nearly always mixed with water to some extent. To drink uncut wine, merum in Latin (from the adjective merus “unadulterated”, giving us the English word “mere”) was considered barbaric. Cicero (+43 BC) and others hurled that accusation at Marcus Antonius (+31 BC) who was a renowned merum swiller.

Catholics sing the word merum in the hymn of the Holy Thursday liturgy, Pange lingua gloriosi, by St. Thomas Aquinas: “fitque sanguis Christi merum… and the (uncut) wine becomes the Blood of Christ”. In sacramental terms, there is a link between wine and health in the sense of salvation. During Holy Mass, we offer gifts of wine with water to become our spiritual “healths” once it is changed into the Blood of Christ. These archaic and literary references help us drill into the language of our prayers.

Let’s drill some more. Did you know that the index finger was called digitus salutaris, and that the ancient Romans held it up when greeting people? We don’t do that very often these days. I believe modern usage, at least on roadways, more commonly employs a different finger.

The special designations of fingers in Latin are pollex (thumb); index or salutaris (forefinger); medius, infamis or impudicus (middle finger); minimo proximus or medicinalis (ring finger); minimus (little finger, “pinky”). The priest, during Mass, always held the consecrated Host only between his thumb and the digitus salutaris. One way to harm a priest, our mediator at the altar and in the confessional, was to chop off his index fingers. Priests without those fingers were forbidden to say Mass without special permission from the Holy See.  Those fingers were clearly understood by those who hate the Church, priesthood, and the Eucharist as being especially important.  North American martyr missionaries were mutilated like this.

Let’s push this a little more.

The adjective medicinalis, “medicinal, healing”, comes from the verb medeor or medico, the original meaning of which has to do with “to heal” by magic. The verb traces back to the stem med– or “middle”. So, medicus, “doctor” is associated with “mediator”. We can think of this in terms of the English word “medium”, who is a mediator with the spirit world. The Latin poet Silius Italicus (Tiberius Catius Asconius Silius Italicus +101) called a magician “medicus vulgus” (Punica, III, 300). The ancients saw what we call the “ring finger” as having magical powers. This is reflected in the name digitus medicinalis, the “medicinal/magic” finger.

One of the most important Patristic Christological images in the ancient Church is Christus Medicus, the “Physician”. St. Augustine does amazing things with this image, and Christus Mediator. He is the doctor of the ailing soul. He is the only mediator between God and man.

SUPER LITERAL RENDERING:

Guard your Church, we beseech You, O Lord, with perpetual favor and, since without You our mortal flesh slides toward ruin, by means of your helping remedies let it be pulled back from injuries and be guided unto saving healths.

Watch how the old incarnation of ICEL ruined the imagery.

OBSOLETE ICEL (1973):

Lord, watch over your Church,
and guide it with your unfailing love.
Protect us from what could harm us
and lead us to what will save us.
Help us always, for without you we are bound to fail.

We won’t ever have to hear that one again!

CURRENT ICEL (2011):

Guard your Church, we pray, O Lord, in your unceasing mercy,
and, since without you mortal humanity is sure to fall,
may we be kept by your constant helps from all harm
and directed to all that brings salvation
.

We all know the image of the slippery slope. Once you are on this slope, scrabble and scratch with your weak hands as you can, and you can’t get a purchase.

You slide and slide, faster and faster.  Down.

Our fallen nature and our habitual sins drag us onto the slope from which we cannot save ourselves.  Sometime we only hang on to the cliff by our fingers.

In the sacraments and teachings of Holy Church, Christ extends the fingers of His saving hand.

He draws us back from a deadly slide with His Almighty hand.

The moderation queue is on, and I will soon by on a long flight.  Patience.

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My View For Awhile: Anniversay Edition

I’m on my way to Rome for the Summorum Pontificum pilgrimage.  I’m taking happy thoughts of gratitude to Pope Benedict along with great hope for many more future benefits from this monumentally important gift to the Church.


Meanwhile, spoke by phone with my mother in Florida.  They are hunkered down and doing well as it blows and blows.   So far so good.  She and her friends were making breakfast when I called and all were in good spirits.


So far so good, my bag is on the plane.

UPDATE

I had just under an hour in the lounge.  It was super busy. Delta has upped its game in DTW however.

Now we endure the hurly burly of boarding.  Since I am on an asile every lady with a large … bag has the chance to use my shoulder as a turnstile.   Do they have no sense that when carrying things their own personal space grows?


In any event.   To opt for onboard wifi or not to opt.  That is the question.   Whether it is nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of my emails, or by ignoring postpone them.   To read… to sleep no more.  Aye that’s the rub.  ‘Cause it’s all about the jet lag, right?  This is about the only thing I do in which I dislike going East.

UPDATE

By phone my mother reports that all is well.    It’s pretty nasty there but not as bad as it could have been.  They may hunt up the recipe for Manhattans.

UPDATE 

Remember that when you plug your phone into the USB port on many airplanes the system’s network can probably “see” your phone. I have data blocker.

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The Eye of Irma

Please continue prayers for those in the path of the hurricanes.

The eye of Irma.

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Explanation via APOTD:

Explanation: Why does a hurricane have an eye at its center? No one is yet sure. What happens in and around a hurricane’s eye is well documented, though. Warm air rises around the eye’s edges, cools, swirls, and spreads out over the large storm, sinking primarily at the far edges. Inside the low-pressure eye, air also sinks and warms — which causes evaporation, calm, and clearing — sunlight might even stream through. Just at the eye’s edge is a towering eyewall, the area of the highest winds. It is particularly dangerous to go outside when the tranquil eye passes over because you are soon to experience, again, the storm’s violent eyewall. Featured is one of the most dramatic videos yet taken of an eye and rotating eyewall. The time-lapse video was taken from space by NASA’s GOES-16 satellite last week over one of the most powerful tropical cyclones in recorded history: Hurricane Irma. Hurricanes can be extremely dangerous and their perils are not confined to the storm’s center.

Fathers, bishops… use the prayers in the Rituale Romanum. Use the prayers for the Votive Mass against storms in the older, traditional Missal. They are powerful.

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How Pope John Paul II once saved a fallen priest from despair, homelessness and alcoholism

Our Lady of Clergy 01I have come to dread interviews with Popes.  I have from the beginning of the interviews decades ago.  I generally read them anyway because, well, I have to, don’t I.

The recent book interview / conversation with Dominique Wolton released in French, however, has a tidbit that I find moving and precious.  My friend Sam Gregg of Acton Institute tweeted it out (HERE).  The tweet includes an image of text of an anecdote about how Pope St. John Paul II reclaimed and saved a fallen priest from despair, homelessness and alcoholism.

Here is my translation of what Pope Francis said:

On the Piazza Risorgimento [a square bordering the walls of Vatican City], there was a homeless Polish homeless man, often drunk.  In his drunkenness he told the story that he had been a fellow seminarian and in the priesthood with John Paul II, and that afterwards he had left the priesthood. No one believed him. Someone reported this to John Paul II. And he said, “So ask him what his name is.” And it was true!  “Get him to come.” [The man] was given a shower and was presented to the Pope. The Pope received him: “So how are you?!”, and he embraced him. He had, in short, abandoned the priesthood and had left with a woman. “But how are you?”  And then, at a certain moment, John Paul II regarded at him. “My confessor was supposed to come today, but he did not come. Hear my confession.” “But how can I do that?” [the man responded].  “Yes, yes, I’m giving you the faculty.”  And he got down on his knees and and made his confession.  And later [the priest] ended up as chaplain of a hospital, doing good for the sick.  An act of proximity and humility.

This is a powerful story.

It occurs to me that this story might in itself be a signal of grace for some priest who may be struggling right now.  The arrival of this story in front your eyes could be a game changer.

I believe that Mary, Queen of the Clergy and Mother of Priests, truly watches over her sons.  She provides for them even in the extreme moments.

Once upon a time, when I was heading into Rome on the train at zero-dark-hundred accompanied by a friend – in fact The Great Roman™ of legend and fame – who was going to serve my daily Mass in San Pietro, there was a commotion at the station platform after we pulled in.  A man had thrown himself in front of the train.  It was pretty awful.  I crawled down off the platform and gave him, still twitching, extreme unction (I always carry an oil stock) and the Apostolic Benediction.  (There were two other priests of the diocese who just stood there, so I went into action.)

The next day the bishop called me in and asked me to tell him what I had done.  When I had finished, he told me that the man on the track was a fallen away priest, a Salesian, who finally succumbed to despair.

Mary provided a priest and the sacrament for him in his last moment.  She cares.

Fathers, you never know who or what might come your way.  Be ready.  There are times when you have to take initiative.  That moment – staring you in the face – might be pivotal, in a dramatic way.

And so I post this anecdote and end…

Mary, Queen of the Clergy, pray for us.  Pray for our priests and religious.  Obtain for us many more.

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Catholics ARISE! Form base communities of resistance! Bring about permanent revolution!

Over at NLM there is a highly amusing, and in an odd way comforting, note to help us put the new Motu Proprio on translation (inter alia) into perspective.

Greg DiPippo posted an excerpt from Shawn Tribe’s very first NLM post about what Stratford Caldicott wrote about something Fr. Mark Drew offered:

“Don’t fear anarchy … Anarchy is what we have already. The law of the Church has been so widely disregarded that it is now in disrepute: if respect for law is to return there must be an end to the pretense that everything is under control.”

Years ago, I asked an American bishop what he thought about the state of the Church. “TERRIBLE!”, he rumbled. “What”, I asked, “should we do about it?” “The first thing we have to do is stop blowing happy gas at everyone!”… or words to that effect.

Was it Jeremy Bentham who said that anarchy and tyranny are never far apart?

I’m against tyranny.  Aren’t you?

So, everyone,

Down with anarchy!

Form your base communities of resistance!  

It’s time for our permanent revolution of lawfulness and order!

¡Hagan lío!

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Biretta tip to Catholic in the Ozarks for the image:  o{]:¬)

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And now for something completely different…

lexicographer-alphabet_soup… we turn to the blog of the OED.

If you don’t know what the OED is… well… look it up.

The lexicographers were asked about their favourite words.  Some of them are humdingers… which is itself a good candidate for a favourite word.

To advance the protreptic character of many of my posts, here is a mere sampling:

‘Well, I currently like quagmire, because of my favourite Family Guy character; also whopper, the name of a fondly-remembered family cat (RIP).’

A favourite word of mine is geoduck, because the pronunciation is at such variance with the spelling and consequently demonstrates the basic flaw in syllabification (the division of spellings into syllables).’

‘When asked I say discombobulate, but it’s not necessarily true.’

Inflammable is the first word I remember asking “why” about as a child: why does it mean the same as flammable, when you’d expect it to mean the opposite?’

‘As a non-English speaker, I find awesome an awesome word. I don’t have in my mother tongue a direct translation – impresonante is the closest translation, but it is not exactly the same.’

Bollocks is a word with a glorious ring to it, which can be incredibly comforting to use in stressful situations; it also has a wonderful versatility: able to mean anything from the very best (“the dog’s bollocks”) to the very worst (“complete, total and utter bollocks”). Given its somewhat risqué literal meaning, it carries with it a cheekily subversive charm: able to shock, but not too much (usually!).’

‘I don’t have a favourite, of course, but I usually come up with something when asked, as it seems poor form not to do so. The one I usually go for is sooterkin – mainly because of sense 2a of the word as given in the OED, which is fantastically ridiculous. I especially like the fact that, according to the etymology, there is no similar term in Dutch. We apparently felt the need to come up with a word for this.’

‘My favourite word in English is numpty, [good one!] because it somehow conveys exactly what it is. I first heard it when I moved up to Scotland over twenty years ago; now it seems to be fairly widespread in English English, too. In French, my favourite is frimousse, which has no real equivalent in English, but means something like “sweet wee face”.’

‘I’ve had terrible trouble trying to decide what my favourite word is this week.  In the end, I’ve gone for stravaig. I like the sound of it and the idea it captures of wandering around without purpose but with enjoyment. ’

Fun word words!  And, yes, maybe I am a psilological doryphore after all.  Or would it be psilosophical?  Or even psilosophistical?

Shakespeare put it well, if wordily… “Words, words, words”.

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ACTION ITEM! 9 September is #IBAPABD – International Buy A Priest A Beer Day!

You don’t want to miss this.  It’s too important.

Saturday 9 September is

International Buy A Priest A Beer Day!

You will want to obtain and deliver beer to your priests.  I will share some Norcia Beer with the guys here.  (Do visit their site – they need lots of support since the terrible earthquakes in Central Italy.)

Should any of you want to provide the undersigned (aka Father Z) with a beer one time, try this.  I’ll helpfully post this now, so you can avoid the rush on Sunday.

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Click!

If some of you want to subscribe (to buy me a beer) once a month, you can use the thingy, below.  Again, avoid the rush and sign up now!


Some options




Card. Ratzinger thinks you should subscribe!

Beer is so much more than just a great breakfast drink.  It’s a sign of cordial support and good cheer.

Also, there is a blessing for beer in the old Rituale Romanum which a priest can impart.

When you bring beer to the priest, bring this prayer along and ask him to bless it and all the beer you bought for yourself!

V. Adjutorium nostrum in nomine Domini.
R. Qui fecit caelum et terram.
V. Dominus vobiscum.
R. Et cum spiritu tuo.

Oremus.

Benedic +, Domine, creaturam istam cerevisiae, quam ex adipe frumenti producere dignatus es: ut sit remedium salutare humano generi, et praesta per invocationem nominis tui sancti; ut, quicumque ex ea biberint, sanitatem corpus et animae tutelam percipiant. Per Christum Dominum nostrum.

R. Amen.

Or else…

V. Our help is in the name of the Lord.
R. Who made heaven and earth.

V. The Lord be with you.
R. And with thy spirit.

Let us pray.

Bless, + O Lord, this creature beer, which thou hast deigned to produce from the fat of grain: that it may be a salutary remedy to the human race, and grant through the invocation of thy holy name; that, whoever shall drink it, may gain health in body and peace in soul. Through Christ our Lord.

R. Amen.

And it is sprinkled with holy water.

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KANSAS 15-17 Sept: Conference – Introduction to the TLM

LMC-AdThere is a promising conference in – I think – Kansas.  The advertising is a little confusing, since they are talking about it on the site of Our Lady of Mount Carmel in Littleton (Denver), CO where my friend Fr. James Jackson FSSP reigns supreme.  However, the conference seems to be in Pittsburgh… KANSAS.

It will take place over 3 days, 15-17 September.  As the site says:

The purposes of this conference are, therefore, five in number:

  • First, to serve as an introduction to the traditional Roman Mass for those who would like to learn more about their Catholic liturgical heritage
  • Second, to serve as the first step in teaching the practical arts of singing, serving, saying, and participating in this venerable and beautiful form of the Roman Mass
  • Third, to take the first step in evaluating the possibility of establishing a stable Latin Mass community in the four state area
  • Fourth, to help parents, home school teachers, PSR instructors, and R.C.I.A. leaders to acquire the knowledge and materials necessary to help transmit this important, though often overlooked, aspect of Catholic identity
  • Finally, to allow  people  of common minds regarding liturgy, theology, beauty, music, spirituality, and reverence to meet, know, and enjoy each other’s company
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