My whole schedule got turned upside down today--and being the day after a long holiday weekend didn't help. I love holidays, but you know how much they can confuse your inner work cycle! Plus, I will be leaving for my retreat and a two-week recording session on Saturday (Boston, here I come!), so I am trying like mad to finish odds and ends before packing. (Ain't gonna happen, I know.) And to top it all off, a fire ant bite I succumbed to in San Antonio seems to have just re-ignited (on the sole of my foot), so I am trying to take care of that. And still visit my one friend who is still (after a month) in the hospital.
In other words, I forgot all about blogging.
But I did want to just put a note down about today's saint. Maria Goretti, not even twelve years old, was woman enough to refuse the lewd demands of a teen porn addict, and Christian enough to try to convince him that what he wanted to do was damnable. Alexander's passion of lust turned, as it so often does, into rage against the girl, and he expressed his fury with the blade of a knife. That's where there is a poignant connection with today's Gospel for Monday in Ordinary Time where Jesus, called to the bedside of another twelve-year-old, speaks to her the words he surely spoke to Maria in calling her to heaven, "Little girl, I say to you, arise."
A good day (even if a bit late in that day) to pray for young people who so blithely accept the offerings of our sex-crazed culture.