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Christmas is for kids

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Taken today at one of the more economically disadvantaged parishes in Toronto (area-wise). Seems these amazing people are doing the most for kids this Xmas.

And isn’t that usually the way?

Those with a lot grasp on to it and are often cheap and miserly. Those with a little know what it means to be in want, so tend to share whatever they have to help others avoid that unpleasant feeling.

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In Loving Memory – Charles Edmund (Ted) Welsh

My uncle passed away about a week ago. His passing has sent a shockwave of sorrow and stress through the family, as losing a loved one always does. Myself, I have good reason to believe in an afterlife, so that takes the edge off my personal grieving. But I still sense the reaction from others who are deeply affected. So it’s been a challenging time.

My uncle loved Canada and the freedoms it embodies. He was a successful structural engineer who worked on a good share of the main buildings in downtown Toronto. When I was a kid in hospital undergoing a hernia operation, he visited me with a gift. It was a diary. Great gift. I still have it and my 1972 childhood memoirs. He also gave me a crystal radio kit which I used every night at home to listen to Wolfman Jack. The beginning of my love for music and media.

At Go Home Bay he fixed up an old sea-flea that had a rotten transom. In about an hour he’d cut and nailed all the fresh boards while I watched. I was just a boy and had many great spins in that boat after Ted gave it a second life.

Skiing at Collingwood he was always welcoming and fun when we visited at his cabin at the foot of the hills.

Other memories include playing the family piano when visiting for butter tarts in the fall—a yearly event. Ted is survived by his wife Pat, an accomplished pianist. Aunt Pat finished second after Glenn Gould in a piano recital! And Ted actively supported her passion for music.

So thank you Ted. Here’s a pic I took on the day of your ceremony.

With love,

Your nephew,

Mike

Our Lady of Perpetual Help, Toronto


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Here’s my solution… but, of course, it ‘aint mine…

Painting of a green devil from about the same period as the Gawain poem. Poetic contemporaries such as Chaucer also drew connections between the colour green and the devil, leading scholars to draw similar connections in readings of the Green Knight.

I recently posted a nice article basically encouraging Jews and Muslims to better get along. I’m all for that. I also realize that people tend to be happy with their religious traditions and don’t want to change.

At the same time, I sometimes wish that those who don’t really get what Christ is about could just see and experience like I do during the Mass.

Living in Canada (a place that embraces good people from all around the world) in conjunction with practicing Catholicism (which is decidedly international) one can’t help but appreciate just how worldwide the Catholic faith is.

I feel lucky to be where I am. It’s beautiful to see people, rich and poor, and from all around the globe, united in Christ. Sure, it only lasts during the Mass. It would be great if things rippled out more. But this is Earth, not heaven. We should all be working on it.

 Mesmerizing maps show how religion has spread throughout the world (businessinsider.com)

 Thousands protest to call against curbing incense burning in Taiwan (rappler.com)


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Close, closer, closest

These were taken with my iPhone yesterday. Very low light. The Mass had ended and I was in the middle of a sublime meditation. Photos never really capture the essence of Church because they don’t convey the Holy Spirit. At least, not in the same way as actually sitting there, in person. But I thought I’d share, anyhow.

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Burn slowly, the candle of life

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I recently got a new tablet and haven’t really tried out the camera. Seems to be just adequate but it doesn’t really matter. Was having a serene moment last night with this candle. Now that the nights are getting longer and the days shorter, it’s time to reflect on the cycles of life. The past, the present and the future.

Btw, first few lyrics are cut off in this video… “Something you can’t hide…” There are other videos of this song but I really dig this 1970s Paris concert. Maybe I was “there” in spirit. Who knows. Would have been about 8 yrs at the time.


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At the feet of the Son

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After a downtown Mass I spied this prayer card and almost took it. But then I though, no no, that’s just not right. Some sweet soul left it here and it belongs at the foot of the statue where it was placed. So I took this photo, instead. Turned out way nicer than just the card by itself.

The statue is this old, slightly beat up statue of Christ with an open heart. It always seems to look away from me, as if I’m doing something wrong. But it’s probably just the positioning. That, and the fact that it’s on a stand, much higher than floor level.

Today I felt like I did the right thing by not taking this card home with me.


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Mike (not me Mike) is one of those hidden gems just waiting to be discovered.

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