On St John Berchmans and Why We Need Priests

Feast Day November 27. And Nicholas’ Confirmation Saint ( Nick = son number 3).

Patron Saint of Altar Servers.

We talked about St John Berchmans and read about St Catherine of Laboure. Of the
Miraculous Medal.

I then found a sheet on Holy Orders, in the book
100 Activities based on the Catechism of the Catholic Church.

We looked up references in the Compendium to the CCC. And the kids wrote a few paragraphs on why we need priests.

Why do we need priests on the church? Because of Holy Orders the priest “possesses the authority to act in the power and place of the person of Christ himself” (Catechism, #1548).

My kids wrote more interesting answers. Very interesting. You can imagine!

Why do we need priests?

This might be a good question to ask your kids, if you are a Catholic reading this blog. Their answers may surprise you.

And all of this was very timely for us, having recently attended an ordination..

An avatar

At the fitness forum I visit, someone has the comment below, as part of their avatar.

Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional

I love it! Can I steal it??

Now, I am sure that someone will shake their head at me, and think of all the advantages of maturity.

Well, yeah.

But I never want to lose a child’ s having fun, enjoying play, life is a blast attitude.

I want to always love playgrounds and games and active things.

So there. ( Sticks out tongue at the naysayers. )

Very mature.


The Solemnity of Christ the King…

….honours Christ as Lord and King of all.

Christus Rex. Christus Regnat.

Pope Pius XI instituted the Solemnity of Christ the King on 11 December 1925 in his encyclical Quas Primas. At that time he saw the rise of atheistic communism and secularism as a direct result of man’s turning away from Christ’s sovereignty, and man’s denying of the authority of Christ’s Church.

Our parish held its annual parish BBQ today. Last year’s BBQ was also on this day – a great day, in the liturgical year, for a church community get together, don’t you think?

A lot of fun. Especially the games. I suck at sack races. 🙂

I’ll try to post pics later.

And, you know, the BBQ and the Solemnity allowed various things to come up . About depression. And living with depression. Living with a family member who is depressed.

This article addresses some of these issues. Some tips ~

Learn About Depression
Put Yourself First Occasionally
Take Time Out
Talk About What they Find Helpful
Support Activities
Talk to Someone

Things to think about and talk about as we approach Advent and Christmas.
All of life is connected isn’t it? Even a connection between Christ the King-parish BBQ-depression.
Or is that just the way my mind works? A mental scrapbook of connections. An unschooling experience!

Luna Park

I organized a homeschool group outing to the amusement park at Milson’s Point ~ Luna Park.
Good group discount.
And while the kids enjoyed the rides, a few mums and I enjoyed the view of the Sydney Harbour from the restaurant. And enjoyed our margaritas.
My sort of homeschool excursion. 🙂

Oh SH#@!

Not very good language, I am afraid.

But I had a doctor’s appt yesterday, a check up . And found that I need to go for more tests.


I had those health hassles earlier this year, and surgery and follow ups.

Surely not again?! Damn!

Prayers appreciated.


St Edmund

Feast day – today!

St Edmund is Greg’s Confirmation Saint – son number two, for those who get our kids mixed up.

From the Medieval Sourcebook ~

Edmund the Blessed, King of East Anglia, was wise and worthy, and exalted among the noble servants of the almighty God. He was humble and virtuous and remained so resolute that he would not turn to shameful vices, nor would he bend his morality in any way, but was ever-mindful of the true teaching: “If you are installed as a ruler, don’t puff yourself up, but be among men just like one of them.” He was charitable to poor folks and widows, just like a father, and with benevolence he guided his people always towards righteousness, and restrained the cruel, and lived happily in the true faith.

Eventually it happened that the Danes came with a ship-army, harrying and slaying widely throughout the land, as is their custom….King Edmund stood inside his hall, and mindful of the Saviour, threw out his weapons. He wanted to match the example of Christ, who forbade Peter to win the cruel Jews with weapons. Lo! the impious one then bound Edmund and insulted him ignominiously, and beat him with rods, and afterwards led the devout king to a firm living tree, and tied him there with strong bonds, and beat him with whips. In between the whip lashes, Edmund called out with true belief in the Saviour Christ. Because of his belief, because he called to Christ to aid him, the heathens became furiously angry. They then shot spears at him, as if it was a game, until he was entirely covered with their missles, like the bristles of a hedgehog (just like St. Sebastian was). When Ivar the impious pirate saw that the noble king would not forsake Christ, but with resolute faith called after Him, he ordered Edmund beheaded, and the heathens did so. While Edmund still called out to Christ, the heathen dragged the holy man to his death, and with one stroke struck off his head, and his soul journeyed happily to Christ. There was a man near at hand, kept hidden by God, who heard all this, and told of it afterward, just as we have told it here.

Then the pirates returned to their ships and hid the head of the holy Edmund in the thick brambles so that it could not be buried with the rest of his body. After a time, after the pirates had departed, the local people, those who were left, came there where the remains of their lord’s body without a head was. They were very sad in heart because of his killing, and especially because they didn’t have the head for his body. Then the witness who saw the earlier events said that the pirates had the head with them, and that it seemed to him, as it was in truth, that they hid the head in the woods somewhere.

They all went together then to the woods, looking everywhere through the bushes and brambles to see if they could find that head anywhere. It was also a great miracle that a wolf was sent, through the guidance of God, to protect that head both day and night from the other animals. The people went searching and also calling out, just as the custom is among those who often go into the wood: “Where are you now, friend?” And the head answered them: “Here, here, here,” and called out the answer to them as often as any of them called out, until they came to it as a result of the calling. There lay the grey wolf who watched over that head, and had the head clasped between his two paws. The wolf was greedy and hungry, but because of God he dared not eat the head, but protected it against animals. The people were astonished at the wolf’s guardianship and carried home with them the holy head, thanking almighty God for all His miracles. The wolf followed along with the head as if he was tame, until they came to the settlement, and then the wolf turned back to the woods.