cherry blossoms Sixty Days!  It reminds me of Rod Sterling’s sterling science-fiction series — The Twilight Zone. Cue the theme two different musical themes both eerie, weird, sinister foreshadowing impending doom. Hear his nasal sounding baritone voice remind us of where we were about to enter.   “It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call the Twilight Zone.”

It seems that there is some hope that the seemingly endless loop we have been stuck in may be coming to an end.  I hope and pray it is true.

IF our parish can come up with a plan on how to reopen as safely as possible…

IF our plan is approved by the Diocese…

IF we can find the supplies we need….

IF we get enough volunteers…

IF we can live with the limitations we will have…

IF we accept very limited seating opportunities…

THEN we MIGHT soon reopen for weekend Masses on Saturday evening at 5:00 pm and Sunday morning at 11:00 am.  SEATING WILL BE VERY LIMITED DUE TO STATE LAW.  There is only room for two people to a pew, possibly four who live together.  So, the total is at least 64 and likely a few more.  The $64,000 question is how do we decide who comes, when?

How appropriate it is that next phase of our seemingly endless episode by one of the great masters of suspense should begin while the Church continues the fifty day celebration of the Resurrection of Jesus from the dead.  As the First Letter of Peter so aptly puts it, “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead.” (1 Peter 1:3)


QUOTE OF THE DAY from Saint Julian of Norwich whose Feast is today:

God wants us to pursue three gifts.

The first is to look for God cheerfully, conscientiously, and without laziness, as best we can, through the Lord’s grace. That’s why you should search for God with a smile, satisfied, without excessive sadness and useless sorrow.

And the second gift is to wait for God loyally—out of love—without complaining or working against the Lord. God wants us to wait and to be as reliable as He is until our very last day on earth (which can never be far away).

Finally, the third thing God wants is for us to trust Him absolutely, out of complete faith in Him. The Lord wants us to know that He’ll appear suddenly and joyfully to all who love Him. God’s work is done in secret, yet the Lord wants to be known. God’s coming will be very sudden. God also wants to be trusted because He’s so friendly and kind. May the Lord be blessed!

— Saint Julian of Norwich (1342-1416)



Practice Resurrection


Practice resurrection with me.


I do.

Every time I watch my children sleep,

and breathe.


Every time the day rises.

Every time that the moon ascends,

to prove wonders never cease.


I practice resurrection

with the bird’s dawn chorus.

There’s always a note that carries heavenwards.


And in my daughter’s hair,

such gold that only angels

could spin.


Yes, resurrection is practiced

in everything that sheds,

and then returns.


Seeds, leaves, hair strands,

trees we’ve pruned

to then surprise us in their vigour.


Voices that were silenced

to a whisper,

and regained their strength.


Who said resurrection

has to be seen in the flesh to be proven real,

has not felt the earth turn in the dark,


or watched the morning star

form from nothing

as it caught the light.


Hope is the banner

that is raised

each time resurrection is believed.


One day we will wake

up to see,

what it is we practice for.



a guarantee for those

whose hope is in renewal.


Who trust that the return of spring,

and the grave’s open tomb signifies something,

to one day be revealed in full.


Yes, practice resurrection with me.

It’s the only way to live,

and die.


In the closing and the opening of our lids,

our eyes now see with clarity,

all that the dark tried to hide.

— Ana Lisa de Jong

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Thank You for the gift of HOPE

You gave us on Easter morning.

Because of You we know

That no problem is too difficult

And even death does not have power over us.


Thank You for the gift of JOY

You gave us when You were resurrected.

Because of you we know

That no matter how challenging life may be,

In the end we will rejoice again.


Thank you for the gift of LOVE

You gave us when You laid down Your life.

Because of You we know

That there is no sin too great to separate us

and we are incredibly valuable to You.


Thank You for the gift of LIFE,

You gave us when You left the tomb.

Because of Easter we know

this world is just the beginning

and we will spend forever in heaven with You.


We celebrate You, JESUS,

With hearts full of praise and gratitude

For who You are and all You’ve done for us!  Amen.

— Holly Gerth



With so many people in quarantine, animals have been taking over places. The squirrels were the problem in one town.

The Presbyterian Church called a meeting to decide what to do about their squirrels. After much prayer and consideration, they concluded the squirrels were predestined to be there and they shouldn’t interfere with God’s divine will.

At the Baptist Church the squirrels had taken an interest in the baptistery. The deacons met and decided to put a water slide on the baptistery and let the squirrels drown themselves. The squirrels liked the slide and, unfortunately, knew instinctively how to swim so twice as many squirrels showed up the following week.

The Methodist Church decided that they were not in a position to harm any of God’s creatures. So, they humanely trapped their squirrels and set them free near the Baptist Church. Two weeks later the squirrels were back when the Baptists took down the water slide.

Father Patrick O’Malley sprinkled them with Holy Water and confirmed them baptized and the squirrels as members of the church. Now that Easter has come and gone, Catholics don’t expect them back until Christmas.

But it was the Jewish Synagogue that was most successful. Rabbi Benjamin Shapiro  took the first squirrel and circumcised him. They haven’t seen a squirrel since.


[Photo was taken by my favorite next oldest brother Jim.]