Which Church Father am I?

You’re St. Melito of Sardis! You have a great love of history and liturgy. You’re attached to the traditions of the ancients, yet you recognize that the old world — great as it was — is passing away. You are loyal to the customs of your family, though you do not hesitate to call family members to account for their sins. Find out which Church Father you are at The Way of the Fathers!

I decided to look in Wikipedia to find out more about St. Melito, because I did not know who he was. I would not have preached that Jews were responsible for the crucifixion of Jesus, but otherwise he seems to be an admirable sort.

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I am not as slender as the avatar, but the coloring and hair style are pretty accurate. Not a good idea to stand in the middle of the street, n'est-ce pas?

A Day at Catechism

Today was a fairly typical day. I got up, said Morning Prayer from the Liturgy of the Hours and prepared myself to teach religion in the afternoon after school. My sixth-grade (11-year-old) students are good girls (my class just happens to have four girls this year: last year my class had five boys and one girl), but they have short attention spans and are more interested in playing games. The lesson ended 20 minutes before the end of class, and I allowed my students to play hide-and-seek in the classroom. They seemed happier about that than learning about the Ten Commandments and the wanderings of the Israelites in the desert.

After class, I went to the evening Mass and stayed for the rosary recital. My mother picked me up (unlike most Southern California adults, I do not know how to drive) and took me home.

Eating crab

My mother has told me that when my uncle Vincent came to visit the California da Brescia branch, Dad took him to a surf-and-turf restaurant where there was an all-you-can-eat special on crab legs. Dad and Uncle Vincent stayed at the restaurant till it closed, trying to outdo the other in eating crabs: Mom does not remember who won the "contest".

This afternoon, for a late lunch before the 5:30 P.M. vigil Mass for the Feast of the Immaculate Conception at Sacred Heart, Mom took me to the local Red Lobster. I decided to order the Ultimate Feast ("A tender Maine lobster tail, steamed snow crab legs, garlic shrimp scampi and Walt's Favorite Shrimp": I substituted the shrimp scampi for Parrot Bay Coconut Shrimp, which I enjoy more) since my only breakfast had been two slices of chocolate Bundt cake and two Lindor chocolate truffles. I had a hard time cracking the crab legs, but oh! It was worth it -- better even than the lobster. Thank goodness we were through eating by 4:45 P.M.: I had enough time to wait before receiving Holy Communion around 6:10 P.M. (I was serving as a Eucharistic minister at the Mass, since it was not my week to lector.)