Sunday, April 9, 2023

Happy Easter!

Easter Tuesday this year is the feast of St. Gemma and our 14th anniversary of reception into Church. We love celebrating the Resurrection of our Lord for 50 days! The Easter Vigil is one my most favorite liturgies as we recount salvation history and prophecies. We begin in the dark and as the Paschal Candle is lit, the light of Christ spreads throughout the sanctuary. Our deacon chants the Exultet so beautifully! Favorite bits:
O truly necessary sin of Adam,
destroyed completely by the Death of Christ!

O happy fault
that earned so great, so glorious a Redeemer!

The sanctifying power of this night
dispels wickedness, washes faults away,
restores innocence to the fallen, and joy to mourners,
drives out hatred, fosters concord, and brings down the mighty.


I always find it fascinating that although our Lord Jesus prepared his disciples for the horror of Good Friday, they forgot that He told them He would rise from the dead. They were astonished, confused to be at the empty tomb. Unbelievable, yet TRUE!
 





Our pastor spoke about what a strange religion it is, from God becoming a Baby, born of a Virgin Mother, who allows Himself to be tortured and put Himself to death, who rises, and gives a way to remain with us substantially--His Real Presence in the Eucharist. We celebrate this because it's TRUE!!! And if it's true, nothing else matters. Watching grown men and women make their desire known, to be part of the biggest family on earth, that of the Catholic Church, fills me with so much joy. They have taken the same journey we have--of questioning, of studying, of accepting by faith all the truths of the Catholic faith. Alleluia!!! A most blessed Eastertide to all. And if you have little ones, might I recommend Ten Easter Eggs by yours truly?


Friday, April 7, 2023

O Agony and Dying

Our Savior, Jesus Christ. This is Sacrifice: This is MY Body, given up for you. 
But He was pierced for our sins, crushed for our iniquity. He bore the punishment that makes us whole, by His wounds we are healed.
We adore You O Christ and praise You! Because by Your Holy Cross You have redeemed the world.
Crucifixion by Matthias Grunewald


This poem is attributed to St. Bernard of Clairvaux. There are several different renditions of it and they all make me weep with sorrow and gratitude. "O Agony and Dying! O Love to sinners free! Jesus all grace supplying, O turn Thy Face on me!" Some years ago, a choir member gifted me His Sacred Head crowned with thorns. I keep it near me, grateful to have a small share in His Passion.
 

1 O sacred Head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surrounded
with thorns, thine only crown!
O sacred Head, what glory,
what bliss till now was thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call thee mine.

2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered
was all for sinners’ gain.
Mine, mine was the transgression,
but thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
’Tis I deserve thy place.
Look on me with thy favor,
and grant to me thy grace.

3 What language shall I borrow
to thank thee, dearest Friend,
for this, thy dying sorrow,
thy pity without end?
Oh, make me thine forever,
and should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
outlive my love to thee.

4 Be near when I am dying,
oh, show thy cross to me,
and for my rescue, flying,
come, Lord, and set me free!
These eyes, new faith receiving,
from Jesus shall not move,
for one who dies believing
dies safely, through thy love.


Thursday, April 6, 2023

Judas

Judas Iscariot by Giotto
I've been pondering Judas. Why did our Lord Jesus choose him as an apostle knowing that Judas would betray Him, and with a kiss, no less? Our Lord says, "The Son of Man indeed goes, as it is written of him, but woe to that man by whom the Son of Man is betrayed. It would be better for that man if he had never been born.” Matt 26:24. Wow! Because the only tragedy I can think of not making it to heaven. There are only two options--heaven or hell. And clearly Judas is in hell. Not because he betrayed our Lord, but because he despaired and took his own life instead of running to Jesus. He was remorseful and tried to return the 30 pieces of silver to the Sanhedrin. He could've fallen to his knees at the Cross and begged forgiveness for the worst sin ever--Deicide--and Jesus would've saved him, opened the gates of paradise to him. But instead, he tried to save himself. We cannot save ourselves. Yet our Lord will not save us without our consent, unless we accept His Mercy. But I still wonder why Jesus chose Judas knowing what a traitor he'd be. God is love. I know our Lord loved Judas. 

I wonder what Judas was thinking. We know he was a thief, stealing the money the disciples collected for the poor. But when did he stop loving our Lord? Why did Judas continue to stay with this little band of people who followed Jesus? I ask these questions because I wonder about myself too. How I betray Jesus, and for what? Michael and I have been reading St. Thomas Aquinas' Lenten Meditations daily and they give so much insight into both the nature of Christ's sacrifice and our own human condition.   

As we enter the Sacred Triduum, I pause and ponder my faith and pray that I may never ever be separated from our dear Lord Jesus. Why the Incarnation? Why the Crucifixion? Why the Eucharist? One drop of His Precious Blood at His Circumcision could've saved us all. Instead every last drop of His Precious Blood is drained from His Body. He gives us His all. And He continues to give Himself in the Holy Eucharist. It is impossible for my poor heart to imagine a love so deep. And so I pray and praise and petition my Lord Jesus to let me grow in His Love. To be more like Mary of Bethany and less like Judas Iscariot. All these ponderings at the beautiful full moon last night at Breach Inlet after Maundy Thursday Liturgy with the commandment to imitate Him. Perhaps the next book we read together will be Imitation of Christ by Thomas a Kempis.




Mary Anointing Jesus by Daniel Gerhartz

Tuesday, March 21, 2023

After a Long Hiatus

 I've been home for two months now and getting ready to go on another trip. Lots to catch up on. While I was gone, my review of He Leadeth Me: An Extraordinary Testament of Faith by Fr. Walter Ciszek was published in the Advent-Christmas 2022 issue of The Star, our parish newsletter (reproduced below). And I turned in my Apologia essay, Falling, for The Lamp. I was hoping it'd be published in the Easter issue but they did one better and it's in the Lenten issue that's dedicated to Pope Benedict XVI. May he rest in heavenly peace! I can't wait for my own copy.


And it just arrived in today's mail, so lookie!!!

Sunday, January 1, 2023

End of an Era

Our dear Pope Benedict XVI died yesterday morning. He was 95 years old. We were received into the Church during his pontificate so I have a special affection for him. What a great man who wrote clearly about Christ and His Church. He's been suffering and praying for Holy Mother Church. We will definitely offer a Requiem Mass for the repose of his soul. May he rest in heavenly peace. I've edited to add his Spiritual Testament, that the Vatican released, written a year after he was elected Pope. "Stand firm in the faith! Do not be confused!" Wow! It's so prophetic. Here's the rest of the paragraph. 

Stand firm in the faith! Do not be confused! Often it seems as if science - on the one hand, the natural sciences; on the other, historical research (especially the exegesis of the Holy Scriptures) - has irrefutable insights to offer that are contrary to the Catholic faith. I have witnessed from times long past the changes in natural science and have seen how apparent certainties against the faith vanished, proving themselves not to be science but philosophical interpretations only apparently belonging to science - just as, moreover, it is in dialogue with the natural sciences that faith has learned to understand the limits of the scope of its affirmations and thus its own specificity. For 60 years now, I have accompanied the path of theology, especially biblical studies, and have seen seemingly unshakeable theses collapse with the changing generations, which turned out to be mere hypotheses: the liberal generation (Harnack, Jülicher, etc.), the existentialist generation (Bultmann, etc.), the Marxist generation. I have seen, and see, how, out of the tangle of hypotheses, the reasonableness of faith has emerged and is emerging anew. Jesus Christ is truly the Way, the Truth, and the Life - and the Church, in all her shortcomings, is truly His Body.

AMEN! 

The word placed upon my heart this year is TRUTH. For fun, I enjoy getting a saint and inspirational word from Jennifer Fulwiler's Saint Generator. St. Lucy and FLY for A.D. 2023. 

Brace yourselves. It's going to be a challenging New Year! But we were made for a time such as this. All glory to God!!! 

Friday, December 30, 2022

The Christmas Octave

I hope everybody is having a lovely Christmas holiday. Today is the feast of the Holy Family. The Lord could've come into this world any way, but He chose to come in poverty as a defenseless Baby, in a human family, thereby sanctifying family life. I know it's not always easy being part of a family--my own was fractured--and I'm away from home to help with my brother's. It's not easy, but I keep the hope that the Lord will bind up our wounds, heal us, and make us whole again. Please pray for us. 

Despite the winter storm, my sister-in-law, my niece, and my sister and brother-in-law made it over for Christmas. It was good to be all together. The future is uncertain, but we place our trust in the Lord Jesus, that He will resolve everything according to His will. I live by Romans 8:28.    





I got some lovely mail--The Visitation by Gandolfi from a dear friend and a postcard from Dagny. It makes being apart from loved ones easier. This year I missed sending out cards, but I look forward to reading the Christmas letters when I am home. 

Tuesday, December 20, 2022

Longing

I long so much for the words of the prayer that our Lord Jesus taught us: Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven to come true. Now! How long, O Lord? For consolation I listen to Miserere mei (Psalm 50/51) and sing the beautiful Advent hymn, Rorate Caeli to myself all the time and for a truly beautiful polyphonic setting by William Byrd of the first verse (Ne irascaris Domine) listen to Voces8. 

I'm in Texas. This young woman is flying the nest--I'm so proud of her.



LatinEnglish
Roráte caéli désuper,
et núbes plúant jústum.

Drop down, ye heavens, from above,
and let the skies pour down righteousness.

Ne irascáris Dómine,
ne ultra memíneris iniquitátis:
ecce cívitas Sáncti fácta est desérta:
Síon desérta fácta est, Jerúsalem desoláta est:
dómus sanctificatiónis túæ et glóriæ túæ,
ubi laudavérunt te pátres nóstri.

Be not wroth very sore, O Lord,
neither remember iniquity for ever:
thy holy city is a wilderness,
Sion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation:
our holy and our beautiful house,
where our fathers praised thee.

Peccávimus, et fácti súmus tamquam immúndus nos,
et cecídimus quasi fólium univérsi:
et iniquitátes nóstræ quasi véntus abstulérunt nos:
abscondísti faciem túam a nóbis,
et allisísti nos in mánu iniquitátis nóstræ.

We have sinned, and are as an unclean thing,
and we all do fade as a leaf:
and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away:
thou hast hid thy face from us:
and hast consumed us, because of our iniquities.

Víde Dómine afflictiónem pópuli túi,
et mítte quem missúrus es:
emítte Agnum dominatórem térræ,
de Pétra desérti ad móntem fíliæ Síon:
ut áuferat ípse júgum captivitátis nóstræ.

Behold, O Lord, the affliction of thy people,
and send forth him whom thou wilt send;
send forth the Lamb, the ruler of the earth,
from Petra of the desert to the mount of the daughter of Sion:
that he may take away the yoke of our captivity.

Vos testes mei, dicit Dóminus,
et servus meus quem elégi;
ut sciátis, et credátis mihi:
ego sum, ego sum Dóminus, et non est absque me salvátor:
et non est qui de manu mea éruat.

Ye are my witnesses, saith the Lord,
and my servant whom I have chosen;
that ye may know me and believe me:
I, even I, am the Lord, and beside me there is no Saviour:
and there is none that can deliver out of my hand.

Consolámini, consolámini, pópule méus:
cito véniet sálus túa:
quare mæróre consúmeris,
quia innovávit te dólor?
Salvábo te, nóli timére,
égo enim sum Dóminus Déus túus,
Sánctus Israël, Redémptor túus.

Comfort ye, comfort ye my people;
my salvation shall not tarry:
why wilt thou waste away in sadness?
why hath sorrow seized thee?
Fear not, for I will save thee:
For I am the Lord thy God,
the Holy One of Israel, thy Redeemer.

Wednesday, November 30, 2022

Prayer, Podcast and Presents

The Nativity, St. Barnabas, Bromborough

Beginning today, St. Andrew the Apostle's Feast Day, we can recite this prayer 15 times daily for special intentions. Advent is a wonderful time of waiting and watching and praying for miracles.
 
Hail and blessed be the hour and moment
 in which the Son of God was born
 of the most pure Virgin Mary,
 at midnight, in Bethlehem, in the piercing cold.
In that hour vouchsafe, I beseech Thee, 
O my God,
 to hear my prayers and grant my desires,
through the merits of Our Savior Jesus Christ,
and of His blessed Mother. Amen.

I was invited to join a podcast of the Lamplighters. Rob Wyllie had a wonderful article, God's Toys, in The Lamp Magazine about The Velveteen Rabbit and it was lovely joining him and the editors of The Lamp, Matthew Walther and Nic Rowan, for a discussion on both old and new children's literature. I only wish it could've been in person.

This weekend, the Daniel Island News, which hosted the monthly author series this year is hosting a holiday book sale with over 25 authors participating. I'm so happy we'll all be together because I missed every other lecture this year due to choir practice. Besides, books make the best presents!

Thursday, November 24, 2022

Happy Thanksgiving

A happy and blessed Thanksgiving to all. I keep in prayer all who are lonely at this time. Know that God is with you. Here's a favorite poem by Joyce Kilmer:

Thanksgiving
 
The roar of the world is in my ears.
Thank God for the roar of the world!
Thank God for the mighty tide of fears
Against me always hurled!
Thank God for the bitter and ceaseless strife,
And the sting of His chastening rod!
Thank God for the stress and the pain of life,
And Oh, thank God for God!

Tuesday, November 8, 2022

A Conversation with Carolyn Bennett Fraiser

Friends, meet Carolyn Bennett Fraiser, an accomplished writer, graphic designer, and missionary whom I had the privilege of meeting several years ago at the Carolinas SCBWI Conference. We reconnected again when she stepped up to be the critique coordinator for our region after I resigned. Thank you, Carolyn. And as writers are wont to do, there’s always some shoptalk. I noticed she also had a book coming out from Reycraft and since they make beautiful books (why yes, I’m biased!) I got a copy of it and knew I had to share it with you all. Moon Tree is a lesson in being attentive, developing laser-sharp focus on the little known yet interesting stories all around us.

Congratulations on the publication of Moon Tree: The Story of One Extraordinary Tree. I have never known about this forgotten chapter in our history. It is indeed a captivating story, beautifully written, illustrated by Simona Mulazzani. Thank you for taking the time to chat about it. I see that you have another book about Moons, so I’m curious, which book came to you first? And if you are obsessed with moons? Or trees?


For me, Moon Tree came first. I was fascinated with the story of astronaut Stuart Roosa and the moon trees and spent a couple of years researching then finding the right structure to use for the story. After it was under contract, I was contacted by an educational publisher to do the book on Moons. Of course, I accepted. Since educational publishing typically is faster than trade publishing, it beat Moon Tree by one month! But having them release together was such perfect timing!

Serendipitous! I do love that about educational publishing.

I think I’m a bit obsessed with both moons and trees! I’ve loved star-gazing since I was a kid and growing up just south of Cape Kennedy in Florida, space was always a topic of discussion in our house. My dad loved space too! But I also enjoyed nature. My favorite place to read was at the top of a tree in our back yard. My mom always knew where to find me for dinner. So you could say that I love both very much. Moon Tree was the perfect combination!

Indeed! Isn’t nonfiction writing just the perfect vehicle for people like us who are piqued by one little fact and then go chasing it down a rabbit hole? And of course, we’re rewarded with stories!

Absolutely yes! Once I saw my first moon tree, I couldn’t let it go. I dove into research and followed every rabbit hole I could. I’m glad I did! Stuart’s personal journey was fascinating in itself, but I didn’t stumble across the story of the third-grade class until I was months into my research. That made it a “must tell” story!

And you do so beautifully. “In a forest of ordinary trees, one sycamore has a secret few people know, a story unearthed in the stars. It all begins...with…” Your writing is so lyrical and poetic. I’ve got to know whether you had that beautiful voice from the very beginning? I’d like to think that even if you started out with a clunky draft, you could somehow feel the poetry underneath and brought it out during revisions.

Oh no. That would’ve been way too easy! My first draft was written in a very straightforward, expository format. I had sidebars and everything! I think my initial word count was up around 1500. I worked in as many details as I could. There was no poetic quality about it. Then I experimented with a very casual telling of the story from the perspective of the tree. I was still trying to find my own voice as an author and honestly didn’t know what would work. I submitted that version widely, but it didn’t sell. Then in a single day, I received two rejections: one editor loved the voice but thought the topic was too niche, then an agent loved the topic but hated the voice! It really is all about perspective, isn’t it? Anyhow, the agent suggested I try a more lyrical voice. I was thrilled – I loved lyrical voice! So I took some time to figure out the best way to restructure the story with the right voice, and it worked.

I do so love revising because that’s when I can see what was originally in my imagination look more like it on paper.

Absolutely. It took me months after that to find the right angle, but once I did, it all fell into place. Isn’t it great when a manuscript just clicks together like that?

How I wish it happened more often and more quickly! I’d like to know if there are some interesting tidbits that didn’t make it into the book.

Well, the manuscript went from 1500 words to 350, so a lot of details had to be cut. I did fit a lot of that into the back matter, but not every detail made sense for the book. Since the main focus of the book was on the seedlings, I included as much as I could about that story line.

One thing I didn’t have room for was the history behind the quarantine process. Astronauts from Apollo 11, 12, and 14 had to be quarantined for 3 weeks because the government was afraid they would bring back “moon bugs” from the surface of the moon. Everything had to be decontaminated including the seeds. That’s when the container broke in a vacuum chamber. After Apollo 14, the government realized it was unnecessary. But the fun part is that they didn’t take the law off the books until the early 1990s!

Most of what I had to cut were parts of Stuart’s story. He was shy, red-headed boy from Oklahoma who followed his dreams – even in the midst of the highly competitive arena of space travel. But he also had a mischievous sense of humor, so that made some of his stories fun. Faith also played a big part of his life, but after he traveled into space, he began talking about it more. The journey seemed to draw him closer to God.

I definitely wanted to know more about Stuart. So thank you. Please tell us a little about your writing journey, both the craft and business of it, given you’ve done such a wide variety of it.

That’s a whole different interview! I’ve loved reading and writing since elementary school. I studied it in college and even went on to get a master’s degree. I’ve written for nonprofit organizations for almost 20 years and a lot in the Christian magazine market. I was able to make a career of it because I didn’t limit myself to just writing one specific things like books. I was open to all kinds of writing. And it’s made me a better writer.

That said, I thought my experience would make it easy to transition into writing for children. It didn’t. I knew how to write, but I spent almost 10 years learning the craft before publishing Moon Tree. But learning how to write for children has made me a better writer overall. I write more concisely and can break down difficult concepts in a way that I couldn’t do before. That has helped me write better copy for my day job.

What’s next for you? I see M is for Mason Jar: An ABC for Young Homesteaders is in the pipeline. What a terrific idea! We’ve been practicing permaculture techniques in our backyard for the past few years but we’re nowhere close to being homesteaders. My husband is a keeper of bees, however! Do tell us more about your property. Pictures? Oh my! I'm salivating. Your property is both beautiful and bountiful. What a great blessing!

We have about an acre of land in western North Carolina but by no means is it a fully operational homestead. We do what we can to work with the land to stay healthy and save money along the way. We have a large vegetable garden. I grow and dry herbs. I even forage dandelions for a skin salve. We preserve a year’s supply of tomato sauce, pickles, jams, pesto, etc. I make our own bone broth as well as cleaning sprays, and laundry soap. We just finished building our chicken coop and hope to have chickens in residence next spring. My husband chops any wood from downed trees on our property that we use for fuel in the winter. We try to incorporate one new thing every year, but lack of time is often our enemy.



I actually wrote M is for Mason Jar on a dare. A homesteading group that I belong to online had a fun thread about the ABCs of homesteading during the pandemic. It was a very adult version, so I joked with my husband about writing a children’s version. He challenged me to do it, so I did. I never thought it would be published, but Familius Publishing picked it up and it is scheduled for release in Fall, 2024.

(Note: M is for Mason Jar is a tentative title; it has not been officially announced yet and is subject to change).

I love that you wrote M is for Mason Jar on a dare! Congratulations!!! Here's to many more beautiful books.