Sancta Indifferentia

 This book is so timely, I don't know why it's not more popular.  Reading the Times: A Literary and Theological Inquiry into the News by Jeffrey Bilbro is a guide to keeping your sanity while being bombarded by TV, radio, video clips, podcasts, newspapers, magazines, blogs, tweets, Facebook, etc. vying to get your attention.  Bilbro describes how all this attention-getting information affects us.  It's too much, too loud. and all-together too mis-leading, making us judge--too fast.

Bilbro recommends that we approach everything with "sancta indifferentia."  IOW, "holy indifference."  In thinking about this, I think "sancta indifferentia," is how I approach my favorite mysteries.  I love reading Louise Penny mysteries.  I am interested, very interested in the crime.  But I'm not intensely upset by the crime because, well, I know it's fiction, besides Inspector Armand Gamache will solve the mystery.  The same with Agatha Christie's Hercule Poirot.  That's how to approach the news.  Distance yourself; you can't do anything about it; it's part of God's plan; it's karma; it's kismet, it's cosmic justice, ca sera sera.

Another recommendation is to balance what you read with the opposite view.    Watch liberal and conservative news.  M er Iran, I wondered how come they're still shooting at our planes and ships. So, I turned the channel to Al Jazeera.  Al Jazeera was claiming victory over America.  Finally, I turned to BBC and got the "bare-boned" news.  The conflict was still on-going.  The USA was bombing all the military targets it could, and Iran had mined and closed the Strait of Hormuz.  So, who's winning? Well, let's call it a draw.  It's stalemated.  

Back to "sancta indifferentia."  Does it matter to you?  What can you do about it?   This too shall pass.  Ca sera sera. Don't get your knickers into a knot!

There are some people who are just incapable, unwilling, to read opposing views.  Bilbro said they are too entrenched in their identifying "tribe," "group," "party," "people."  They are incredulous that anybody could possibly disagree with their interpretation of "whatever."  If you showed them facts proving the opposite, they would not believe it.  They think the facts are falsehoods to trick you into thinking the opposite of what they believe. 

God bless them.

Speaking of God, Jeffrey Bilbro is a Senior Elder in his Luteran Church.  So, he recommends aligning oneself with reasonable, good, God-centered people.  They will help you keep your sanity.  Read what they read, listen to, and watch what your "tribe" does.  Start discussion groups.  You don't have to be a church goer.  Join a book club of like-minded, open people.  Read different books to discuss.  Have a Discussion group, like the Franklin Senior Center has. They conduct polite conversations on contemporary issues.  Have each member subscribe to different periodicals and talk about their readings.  Make sure to pass around and leave these magazines on the table, in the Senior Center.  As the author concludes, "...reading the news isn't good in and of itself, but ...it can be an instrumental good to journeying well with our Christian and non-Christian neighbors."

The Power of Love

 This is my niece's pick for a reading for her nuptial Mass.  To better understand and read it, I'm doing a Lection Divina on it.

LECTIO:    Songs of songs   2: 8-10, 14-16: 8: 6-7

STUDIUM:

This is a narrative poem about the love between a young maiden and her lover.  Metaphorically, it can be the love God has for His Church.  

MEDITATIO:

This Reading begins with the lover rushing to find his beloved.  Sometimes, I can't wait to get to my prayer time to be with God.  I do feel like this Lover, rushing like a gazelle.  And God is waiting for me.  I begin with "In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit."  This sign of the Cross is blazed on my body , like a blazing fire and water cannot wash it away.

ORATIO:

Thank you Jesus, for loving me.

CONTEMPLATIO:

Love is stronger than death.  I accept the love of God and strive to make my love for Him a reflection of perfect love.

Senior Citizen Haiku

 Help me up, my friend.

I want up, my bones say no.

Glory Be! Gravity!

Straight Roads Made Crooked

You haven't heard from me in a while because I've been traveling the Lincoln Highway. Yes, I've been reading Amor Towle's The Lincoln Highway.  And loving it.  I love Towle's characterization.  Each one of his characters were endearing, to me.  I wish I knew them.  Their adventures were often "hair raising." The morality was interesting and often thought provoking.  The plot was simple, but convoluted.  It reminded me of the expression, "You can't get there from here."

Keep life simple and true to yourself.  Always be kind.  That's the way to live, just like the best characters in Lincoln Highway.

Redemptive Suffering

 Jesus' suffering on the cross is the epitome of redemptive suffering.  He willing suffered because He loves us.  This came to mind, tonight, as I froze my butt off, watching my granddaughter play softball.  The game didn't get over till 8:30 pm.  The field's lights were on.  It was dark!  I was wrapped in a blanket and couldn't stop shivering.  

Why did I do it?  That's what parents and grandparents do for their loved ones.  They suffer out of love.  This also is redemptive suffering.  

Besides the fact, that even though these girls are sixth graders, I don't see any improvement in their playing, since they played Tee Ball.  When they throw; they overthrow.  They never catch anything.  Their pitchers walk everybody because they can't find the strike zone.  OY.  See, redemptive suffering.  

Stay Above the Fray

 A few days ago I posted the poem I chose for "My Favorite Poem" Event, at the library.  It was "How Can I Keep From Singing."  Yesterday, President Donald Trump was almost assassinated, again.  The war with Iran and Lebanon is still going on.  Never mind, the numerous conflicts in Africa and drug wars in Mexico.  I'm sure there are more situations I haven't named.  Again, "How Can I Keep from Singing," comes back to mind.  

I guess I'll resurrect my mantra, "All is passing.  Only God abiding."

Ba-BOOM!

 Dr. Takashi Nagai was a doctor who studied radiation.  Fate placed him in Nagasaki when the atomic bomb was dropped.  Being a sincere Catholic convert, his faith perspective saved him from despair and anger.  His wife was killed instantly, with her rosary melted intwined in her hand.  His children survived but were sick, as he.  

The book, The Bells of Nagasaki, takes us threw that fateful day.  He was working when a blinding light, change of atmosphere, wind--it's hard to describe, threw everyone here and there.  Some people were blown far away--dead.  Dr. Nagai was buried under debris and gradually worked his way out.  Those that survived tended to the wounded.  "The blind leading the blind."  They did what they could.

The most interesting part of the story is Dr. Nagai's eulogy.  The was thankful for the end of the war.  He was thankful for a stop of his country's suicide nationalism.  He thanked God for a new chance.  He thanked God for taking his wife and friends home.  

May we all have his perspective in tragedy.