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ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas....
Guess what B16 asked for, for Christmass when he was 7 years old?
http://www.mondayvatican.com/benedict-xvi/in-a-letter-to-child-jesus-ratzingers-life-agenda-which-the-pope-restated-in-his-most-recent-speech-to-the-curia
Merry Christmas to everyone!!!
ReplyDeleteThe warmest Christmas greetings to NC, all the contributor and all the people who partcipate on this very special Catholic forum.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas everyone! God bless us all!
Barbara
RED
ReplyDeleteCASSOCKS
Red cassocks
For the Altar boys
At Mass on
Christmas Eve
Red cassocks
For the Altar boys
For those who
Don’t believe
Yet creep into
The church’s womb
At Midnight Mass
Each year
They crave the sight
A drop of bright
Bold red
To stop their fear
And down the nave
The torches click
And clack opaque
Red glass
And that is so
Their senses know
To hear smell see
The Mass.
And then the
Elevation
Transubstantiated
Bread...
Confessed-converts
Scabbed souls with hurts
Bleed white
By Crimson red.
GLORIA!!!!!!!!!!
Christmas wishes to all!
ReplyDeleteI sing of a maiden
That is matchless,
King of all kings
For her son she chose.
He came so still
Where his mother was
As dew in April
That falls on the grass.
He came so still
To his mother's bower
As dew in April
That falls on the flower.
He came so still
Where his mother lay
As dew in April
That falls on the spray.
Mother and maiden
Was never none but she
Well may such a lady
God's mother be.
Anon. (early 15th century)
Merry Christmas to all! May God Bless everyone!
ReplyDelete"Zu Bethlehem geboren ist uns ein Kindelein
ReplyDeleteDas hab ich auserkoren, sei eigen will ich sein"
- Merry and blessed Christmass to all!