bearing blog


bear – ing n 1  the manner in which one comports oneself;  2  the act, power, or time of bringing forth offspring or fruit; 3 a machine part in which another part turns [a journal ~];  pl comprehension of one’s position, environment, or situation;   5  the act of moving while supporting the weight of something [the ~ of the cross].


  • The best discipline is self-discipline.

    Recently I’ve been working on implementing the ideas in this book:

    A Mother’s Rule of Life: How to Bring Order to Your Home and Peace to Your Soul  by Holly Pierlot

    Pierlot looks to the Benedictine Rule for a philosophy of daily living.  By following the steps outlined in her book, the reader is led to examine her priorities in the proper order (note:  housework comes last), sets her own standards for meeting her obligations to God, self, and family, and develops a self-discipline appropriate to the vocation of motherhood.

    I’ll post more on how I’ve worked with it later; for now, I just wanted to recommend it to anyone who’s struggling with "getting it all done" and still having time for herself or for prayer and other spiritual exercises.


  • That… that LIGHT! What is it?

    We missed it already this year, but I think it’s cool anyway.  Not that I live in New York or anything.

    At Stonehenge, the special day is the summer solstice, the first day of summer, when the Sun rises in perfect alignment with several of the stones.

    Manhattan has two such special days: May 28 and July 12. On these days, the Sun fully illuminates every single cross street during the last fifteen minutes of daylight and sets exactly on the street’s centerline.

    Check out the nifty picture.  H/T Chowflap.


  • Someday, I am going to yell at the parents who buy clothing for their daughters with words on the butt.

    Lileks riffs on the "John Roberts’s family is too well-dressed" meme.  I don’t know why that man is always apologizing for being incoherent.

    I liked this:

    I dress casually in the summer, because it’s hot. But for the last few years I’ve returned to good slacks and decent shoes and a crisp shirt and a tie. Grown-up clothes. Dad clothes.

    A man ought to be able to put on a shirt and tie without thinking he’s putting on a costume to deal with The Man; he should regard it as the Rainments of Masculinity, the costume we wear to project the impression of seriousness. If we’re not serious, it’ll be apparent quite soon.

    Likewise if we’re a peacock, a grifter, a poseur, a drone, a cog – the uniform only says that you’re part of the hard plain world, not whether or not you really belong there. I just know that I feel different in a shirt and tie. I stand up straighter. I don’t feel as though I’m owed more respect; on the contrary, I feel obliged to be more respectful. It’s hard to describe, but to paraphrase a drunken Marge Simpson after six Long Island Iced Teas – you guys in the audience, you know what I’m talking about.

    I know what he’s talking about, too.  Mark’s been wearing a tie more often (to church, not to work—heavens no—we’re engineers in this family, do you want him to be garroted by the roll stand?) and I’ve been surprised how much that appeals to me.  Um, the tie, not the garroting.

    I will admit to "feel[ing] a surge of resentment when I put on hosiery" sometimes.   I love dresses and skirts when I can wear them with sandals and no hose.   I’m not so into them in the Minnesota winter.


  • Answer: Because the bracelets would take too long to explain.

    Why is it always "What would Jesus Do?"

    Why isn’t it "What would Jesus tell ME to do?"

    Thank you and good night.


  • Generally, sin; specifically, impurity.

    Michael Dubruiel at Annunciations writes a post entitled "Does Sin Keep Us From Seeing the Glory of God?"

    Well…

    "Blessed are the clean of heart, for they shall see God."

    It follows that insofar as we are not clean, or pure, of heart, we won’t be able to see God.  I mean, yes, sin obscures God, but it’s specifically lack of a clean heart that does it.  The sin of impurity.

    I think Christopher West uses this point to argue, specifically, that our lack of sexual purity causes us to be blind to the images of God that are other human persons, seeing them instead as objects.


  • What I need is a needle THIS BIG.

    Item from the newspaper today (the source is supposedly the Congressional Budget Office):

    In a recent poll, 19 percent of Americans thought they were in the richest 1 percent…

    If your household income is about …

    • $15,000 … you’re in the bottom fifth of the income distribution.
    • $34,000 … you’re in the second fifth.
    • $51,000 … you’re in the middle fifth.
    • $76,000 … you’re in the second-highest fifth.
    • $185,000 … you’re in the top fifth.
    • $380,000 … you’re in the top 5 percent.
    • $950,000 … you’re in the top 1 percent.

    What does it mean to be poor?  To be rich?  To be middle-class?  Mark and I have joked that in America, everyone believes himself to be middle-class, but apparently at least 19 percent of us either don’t believe that or have some serious cognitive dissonance.

    You could start with a given middle class and define "poor" as what’s below that and "rich" as what’s above.  So who’s middle class—the folks clustered around the median?  $51,000 per year is not precisely the median—it’s the mean income of the 20 percent in the middle—but it will do for an approximation.    But getting definitions of "rich" and "poor" from that is arbitrary.  It all depends where you draw the dividing line that marks the bounds of the middle class.

    Instead, you could start with  given populations of "poor" and "rich" and define the middle class as whoever is richer than the poor and poorer than the rich.  But, again, there is no inherent way to draw the line.  Try it.  "If you can’t meet your basic needs, you’re poor."  Good concept, but who defines what needs are "basic?"  This too is arbitrary.

    Our pastor said something surprising in today’s Sunday homily.  I’ll paraphrase: 

    "Sometimes the rich have figured out that money can’t make them happy.  They’ve tasted it, they’ve experienced it.  It’s the middle class who believe that a new car will make them happy.  It’s the middle-class ethic that is always grasping for more stuff."

    I call that surprising because I’m used to the rich receiving warnings from the pulpit, as if it is pre-supposed that the rich do not know, or are tempted to ignore, that money can’t buy happiness; as if it is pre-supposed that the non-rich understand this better than the rich do.  Jesus seemed to think so, at least in the words that come to mind soonest: 

    "Amen, I say to you, it will be hard for one who is rich to enter the kingdom of heaven.  Again I say to you, it is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for one who is rich to enter the kingdom of God."   (Mt 19:23-24)

    If "rich" means "satisfied, not grasping for more" then it doesn’t match too well with what Jesus said.  It seems that it would be harder to enter the kingdom of heaven if one was fixated on getting more material things.

    What about the poor?  The temptation is to think that Jesus included "Blessed are the poor" in the Beatitudes, but it was, of course, poor in spirit (see Mt 5).  Theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

    If some are poor in spirit, are others (less blessed) "rich in spirit?"  Is there a middle class in this scheme?  Is the "one who is rich" in Jesus’s camel in opposition to the economically poor, or to the poor "in spirit?"    The young rich man who prompted Jesus to say this was told by him to sell what he has and give to the poor.  Would that make him "poor in spirit?"

    Some information about what the words "poor" and "rich" actually meant to Jesus and his contemporary fellow-men would be useful here.


  • If I believed this assumption, I would not be where I am right now.

    Common assumption: 

    "A mother who cares for her own children is isolated in her house with them all day, the monotony broken only by swim class and music lessons."

    Common corollary: 

    "A parent (mother or father) who works to provide for the family’s material needs is away from the home and the children all day."

    Common conclusion made by folks who believe it’s natural, normal, and right for mothers to care for their own children: 

    "It’s natural, normal, and right for moms to be isolated in their houses with their own kids all day, the monotony broken only by swim class and music lessons."

    Common conclusion from the corollary: 

    "It’s natural, normal and right for dads to be away from the home and children all day."

    Challenge the first common assumption and the rest falls to pieces. 

    And why should it hold?  It hasn’t always.  The "farm family" paradigm didn’t fit that assumption.  The "nomadic family" didn’t fit that assumption. 

    In other words, it takes a short memory and a simple mind to look to the 1950s for an idea of the "traditional family structure."  Why not look back before the Industrial Revolution?  Why not look back, even, before the Agricultural Revolution?   I don’t mean that we should become farmers or nomads, but that we should look at our lives and think how to structure our family roles, at least if we seek what’s natural, normal, and right for human beings (all of us—mother, father, children, elders) to thrive.

    Women care for babies, sure—look at our bodies and you can see that that’s what we’re meant to do, while we have babies.  But are we meant to be totally in charge of older children?  In a truly natural family model, women would be (mostly) in charge of the care of babies and the supervision and training of daughters, not necessarily just their own daughters. Men would be in charge of the supervision/training of sons, not necessarily just their own sons.

    This isn’t what happens today.

    (Stop and focus for a moment on boys.  We expect our boys to be raised almost exclusively by women.  At-home mothers are women, of course.  So are nearly all preschool teachers.  So are nearly all elementary school teachers.  So are most high school teachers.   So are most religious education coordinators. So are an increasing number of athletic coaches and Scout leaders and other people charged with the formation of men.  Exactly how is this supposed to work?  Is it no wonder that boys fit in so much more poorly?  Is it no wonder that we have a dearth of good men?)

    It is superficially impossible to return to this deeper tradition.  Modern schooling and even homeschooling is at odds with it.  And Dad can’t bring his boys (or girls) to the office to start their apprenticeships as fresh-faced young patent attorneys, nor can he ask his employer to flaut child labor laws and let them learn a manual trade at his side.  Besides, children in a complex society have the opportunity to live a life that’s different from their parents, which (though it can create family division) is not something I want to give up.

    But we can return to it in spirit by following a key principle:  Question, confront, and minimize modes of thought and behavior that isolate us.  Replace them with mode of thought and behaviors that integrate us. 

    Must Dad be isolated from his family in a cubicle ALL DAY?  Can the family come back together for lunch?  Can Dad take care of some of the "homey" responsibilities, e.g. do the grocery shopping with the kids in the evening (a tradition in our home)?

    Can Mom share her daily work with other sets of moms-and-kids during the day?  Can older kids shadow Dad, working with him and learn from him when he does work around the house on weekends and evenings?

    What else is possible in an essentially one-earner family?


  • Not a catastrophe.

    A friend emails:

    an assignment from me…. get something in your ‘on raising
    kids’
    category that isn’t about catastrophes, ok? <bg>  Lessee, sids
    study
    , finnian falling in the fire, poison control…..

    OK, OK.

    Revelation of the day:  It’s easier to teach math your kindergartener if you put your toddler in a high chair at the same table and give him some work of his own to do, instead of ignoring said toddler while he pours milk on the floor, or instead of interrupting the lesson every thirty seconds to respond to the toddler’s activities.

    But you knew that, you say.  Well, some of us are slower than others.


  • The Vatican on fetal-cell-line vaccines.

    The Vatican has responded to a request for clarification of the moral issues surrounding mandatory vaccinations with vaccines developed from fetal cell lines. 

    The summarized statement includes a good review of the differences between formal cooperation and material cooperation; between proximate cooperation and remote cooperation; and between active and passive cooperation in evil.

    Making and selling the vaccines is unambiguously illicit:

    As regards the preparation,  distribution and marketing of vaccines produced as a result of the use of biological material whose origin is connected with cells coming from foetuses voluntarily aborted, such a process is stated, as a matter of principle, morally illicit, because it could contribute in encouraging the performance of other voluntary  abortions, with the purpose of the production of such vaccines.  Nevertheless, it should be recognized that, within the chain of production-distribution-marketing, the various cooperating agents can have different moral responsibilities.

    We have a moral obligation to insist on alternatives if they exist:

    Therefore, doctors and fathers of families have a duty to take recourse to alternative vaccines (if they exist),  putting pressure on the political authorities and health systems so that other vaccines without moral problems become available. They should take recourse, if necessary, to the use of conscientious objection with regard to the use of vaccines produced by means of cell lines of aborted human foetal origin. Equally,  they should oppose by all means  (in writing, through the various associations, mass media, etc.) the vaccines which do not yet have morally acceptable alternatives, creating pressure so that alternative vaccines are prepared, which are not connected with the abortion of a human foetus,  and requesting  rigorous legal control of the pharmaceutical industry producers.

    The document concludes that is our right to abstain from these vaccines if we can, but we may, licitly, temporarily have recourse to them in the face of "the danger of favouring the spread of the pathological agent." 

    The reference is specifically to rubella, a disease which primarily harms unborn children.

    H/t.  Amy Welborn.


  • What is a vocation anyway?

    I’m not sure this talk of vocations makes sense outside of a Catholic context.  Do Protestant and other denominations have the concept of "vocation?"  How can we explain it to those who don’t?

    I suppose we start from Heaven and work backwards.

    Heaven is like a wedding feast.  Cf. Hosea.  Cf. the book of Revelation.  Cf. several parables.

    The Church is the Bride of Christ.  So all of us here in the Church—men and women—are getting ready to be united to Him as his Bride.

    Working backwards, here on Earth.  We are stained with original sin, so the following doesn’t work out for every individual as perfectly as it should.  But in the original plan, we’re supposed  to get ready for the marriage of the Lamb by committing our whole self to a marriage consecration, or a marriage-like consecration, one that requires the gift of our whole person.

    A nuptial commitment.

    A commitment that is grounded in promises that we are bound to keep. 

    The marriage of the Lamb is eternal.  Timeless.  Here on earth we deal in time, so instead we say that the promises are permanent.

    So each one of us is ordered toward a permanently vowed life.

    Marriage is an example of a permanently vowed life. 

    We Catholics understand two other major kinds of permanently vowed lives:  the life of a vowed celibate, and the life of a priest. 

    God calls every one of us to one of these vows.

    God calls every one of us, in this life, to take the step of committing our whole selves, with Him, in a real, nuptial relationship; or, to Him, through a nuptial relationship with a spouse.

    We do this by vowing our whole selves, holding nothing back.

    In particular, we commit to God all our sexuality:  either in service to marriage, or in service to celibacy, laying it on the altar before God as a "holy and living sacrifice."

    In particular, we commit to God all our physical and mental labor:  in service to a family, or in service to all families, through pastoral care or through prayer.

    We do this in response to His call:  in response to our vocation.

    No job is a vocation, although a job can be part of our response to our vocation.

    No career is a vocation, although a career and preparation for it can be part of our response to our vocation.

    Some of us, even though we try, don’t reach the point of professing vows.  Perhaps we are called to marriage but we never meet a suitable mate.  Perhaps we are called to the priesthood but some handicap or obstacle keeps us out of seminary.  Perhaps we are called to the religious life but can find no convent, no order, into which we can fit.  Perhaps we simply don’t live long enough to bring our response to fruition.  All this is a result of sin.

    But the vocation is still there.

    Our vocation demands everything from us.  Because God demands everything from us.  In  the end, we give him everything, or we give him nothing.

    If you still do not know your vocation:  listen, listen, pray and listen.

    If you are aware of your vocation but have not brought it to fruition:  prepare, pray, seek—seek the spouse God has called for you, seek the order whose vows you will profess.

    If you already live in your vocation, ask yourself this:  How can I turn over everything I have and everything I am in service to my marriage, or to my priesthood, or to my lifelong consecration? 

    Turn it over to the service of your vocation and you turn it over to God.


  • At least carrying all those heavy books prepared me for carrying a toddler.

    A reasonable question raised on one of my Catholic discussion lists:

    "Why would a young woman spend three or four years to get a specialized degree that she won’t ever be using?"  In other words, is education wasted on the at-home mother?

    Really, for those of us whose vocation is marriage and motherhood, and who believe that we should concentrate on raising our own children—what good is university education at all?

    After my first response (I HAVE A PH.D. IN ENGINEERING AND HOW DARE YOU SUGGEST I WASTED TWELVE YEARS GETTING IT)  I had a chance to actually think about it for a while.

    First, an analogy to another vocation.  Let’s say a man got a university education as, say, a computer programmer or an electrical engineer, worked for a little while, then realized his vocation was to the priesthood, so entered the seminary and became a priest. Choose one:

    (a) The young man’s first education was wasted and will be useless to him now.

    (b) God will be able to use his university-gained knowledge in his priesthood:

    • his practical skills in the administration of a parish
    • his mental skills in his homiletics and decision-making
    • his particular understanding of the human condition in his pastoral care.

    Isn’t (b) more likely?

    Now, let’s suppose there is a young Catholic woman who looks for a good value for the education dollar and who assembles as much financial aid as she can, so that debt is not a large concern.  Then, suppose she desires to pursue an education that is either specialized and useful OR ordered towards the proper development of an educated mind (i.e. a CLASSICALLY liberal arts program).

    Further, let us suppose that what she desires most is to marry and raise a family.  That is, her vocation is foremost in her mind. (When you find this young woman, by the way, in about 15 years, please let me know so that I can arrange marriage to one of my sons.)

    Question: Does a postsecondary education, either classically liberal or specialized, serve her vocation as a wife and mother? I say, absolutely, yes.

    The classical-liberal education, of course, is a gimme. I can hardly think of anything that would prepare a woman better to educate her own children; and it would surely serve her in her interior life. Motherhood can be sanctifying even if it is nothing but self-sacrifice and submission to drudgery; but a rich interior life—contemplation, analysis, reading—builds sanctification and satisfaction at the same time. When a woman’s works as a wife and mother inspire her mind to reach surprising conclusions, and when her contemplation animates her works as a wife and mother, then she is a more integrated person. And, probably, a better wife and mother, and a better intellectual, than she would have been otherwise.

    Specialized training is a more difficult question. Some kinds do feed the interior life, although the classically educated may find this difficult to imagine. A woman who had, say, medical training would be given lots of material to contemplate about the nature of the human person. Legal training sharpens one’s ability to analyze issues of ethics and morality as well as issues of politics and government.

    I know from personal experience that training in the physical sciences, mathematics, and engineering has produced a mode of thought that gives me great enjoyment and encourages me to contemplate the physical Creation—and anyway, some have said that mathematics is the real language of God, at least when he’s speaking about the Stuff he has made (that is, everything other than Persons).

    But besides enriching the interior life, specialized training has practical uses in the vocation of wife and mother. Most people, if they imagine this is possible at all, imagine that it means that a medical doctor can employ her skills in putting band-aids on boo-boos, or that a psychologist can analyze her family and so safeguard their mental health, or that a master carpenter can save money by building the deck herself instead of hiring someone else.

    But this is to reduce marriage and motherhood from a vocation to a "job" that has a specific "skill set," one that can draw upon the skills one has developed in one’s previous "job." A vocation demands not the application of specific skills, but the donation of the whole person.  So specialized training, like the classically liberal education, serves the vocation insofar as the part of the person it develops can turn over all that developed part of themselves to the service of the marriage and the family.

    Specialization is not a bad thing. It is a kind of uniqueness. I turn my developed engineer-self over to my family and create one kind of family. A medical doctor turns her developed medical-doctor-self over to her family and creates a different kind of family. 

    There is one final dirty little secret that we women with specialized training have about the use of our training in the home.  We often turn it over to our husbands so that they may better perform their "jobs" which serve our family by providing for our material needs. A highly trained woman in the home is a twenty-four-hour-a-day professional consultant. She brings to this "job" (and in this case I would call it a job) all her skills and mental powers.

    If husband and wife are, as in my family, trained in the same or related fields, the benefits of this aspect of marriage are nakedly apparent. Mark and I talk about very specific engineering problems that arise in his job all the time.

    But even if they are trained in different fields, I suspect that the wife’s education bears fruit. She can be his sounding board, his editor, his "different perspective" that helps him see some other side of the issue he might not have considered. This applies to almost any job the husband might have that itself requires a postsecondary education. In this way she serves the family by increasing the husband’s power to support the family outside the home—and does all this from within the home.

    It is a dirty little secret because it is shocking to the world that an educated woman, today, would submit her education to the service of her husband’s career, letting him get all the so-called "credit" in the outside world. Yet it is a peculiarly rewarding kind of submission, and it has an actual economic payoff, if a difficult-to-measure one, for the family.

    The thing to tell your daughters is not "Don’t bother with an education, because it doesn’t help you as a wife and mother." The thing to tell your daughters is, "While you are getting your education, always keep in mind that someday you will turn it over to God in the service of your vocation, whatever it may be."

    I think God can use a priest’s whole education, whatever it is, in the service of the priesthood. And I would expect no less for the service of matrimony.

    UPDATE:  Welcome, readers of The Anchoress

    While you’re here, consider:  What is a vocation anyway?   Check out my recommendations to a friend looking for good books to read during her first pregnancy.   Ask yourself what it means to bathe your feet in the blood of the wicked.  Do the math about women in top-tier technical faculties.  Or take my quiz and try to tell the difference between what is random and what is designed.

    UPDATE AGAIN:  More on challenging common assumptions about family roles.


  • St. Mary Magdalene

    Today is the Memorial of St. Mary Magdalene:

    Mary Magdalen was so called either from Magdala near Tiberias, on the west shore of Galilee, or possibly from a Talmudic expression meaning "curling women’s hair," which the Talmud explains as of an adulteress.

    In the New Testament she is mentioned among the women who accompanied Christ and ministered to Him (Luke 8:2-3), where it is also said that seven devils had been cast out of her (Mark 16:9). She is next named as standing at the foot of the cross (Mark 15:40; Matthew 27:56; John 19:25; Luke 23:49). She saw Christ laid in the tomb, and she was the first recorded witness of the Resurrection.

    My breviary assigns for Morning Prayer today the psalms and canticle from Sunday, Week I along with antiphons as follows:

    Ant. 1. 

    Very early in the morning after the sabbath, Mary Magdalene came to the tomb, just as the sun was rising.

    Psalm 63:2-9:

    O God, you are my God– for you I long! For you my body yearns; for you my soul thirsts, Like a land parched, lifeless, and without water.   So I look to you in the sanctuary to see your power and glory.   Antiphon
    For your love is better than life; my lips offer you worship!  I will bless you as long as I live; I will lift up my hands, calling on your name.   My soul shall savor the rich banquet of praise, with joyous lips my mouth shall honor you!   Antiphon

    When I think of you upon my bed, through the night watches I will recall that you indeed are my help, and in the shadow of your wings I shout for joy.  My soul clings fast to you; your right hand upholds me.   Antiphon

    Ant. 2.  My heart burns within me; I long to see my Lord; I look for him, but I cannot find where they have put him, alleluia.

    Daniel 3:57-88, 56:

    Bless the Lord, all you works of the Lord, praise and exalt him above all forever. Angels of the Lord, bless the Lord, praise and exalt him above all forever.  You heavens, bless the Lord, praise and exalt him above all forever.  All you waters above the heavens, bless the Lord, praise and exalt him above all forever.  All you hosts of the Lord, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever. Sun and moon, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Stars of heaven, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Antiphon
    Every shower and dew, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  All you winds, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.   Fire and heat, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever. Cold and chill, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Dew and rain, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Frost and chill, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Ice and snow, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Nights and days, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Light and darkness, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever. Lightnings and clouds, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Antiphon
    Let the earth bless the Lord, praise and exalt him above all forever.  Mountains and hills, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Everything growing from the earth, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  You springs, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Seas and rivers, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  You dolphins and all water creatures, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  All you birds of the air, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  All you beasts, wild and tame, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  You sons of men, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Antiphon
    O Israel, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Priests of the Lord, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever. Servants of the Lord, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.   Spirits and souls of the just, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Holy men of humble heart, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.  Hananiah, Azariah, Mishael, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all forever.   Antiphon
    Blessed are you in the firmament of heaven, praiseworthy and glorious forever.  Antiphon

    Ant. 3.  While Mary was weeping she bent down to look into the tomb:  she saw two angels seated there, clothed in white, alleluia.

    Psalm 149:

    Sing to the LORD a new song, a hymn in the assembly of the faithful.  Let Israel be glad in their maker, the people of Zion rejoice in their king.  Let them praise his name in festive dance, make music with tambourine and lyre.  Antiphon

    For the LORD takes delight in his people, honors the poor with victory.  Let the faithful rejoice in their glory, cry out for joy at their banquet, with the praise of God in their mouths, and a two-edged sword in their hands, Antiphon
    to bring retribution on the nations, punishment on the peoples, to bind their kings with chains, shackle their nobles with irons,  to execute the judgments decreed for them– such is the glory of all God’s faithful.  Antiphon

    I was struck by the drama of this set of antiphons and readings:  as if the antiphons asked the questions and the Old Testament selections supplied the answers; or if the antiphons showed images from the story and the Old Testament selections provided suitable background music. 

    It’s funny, because in my breviary these psalms and canticle are used for almost all the memorials.  Yet in each one they seem to have some particular significance.  Today especially.