Jump on the Bandwagon - MJ

Here is a twist: I didn't watch any of the coverage of Micheal Jackson's memorial today. I saw some news articles. I feel terrible for his kids - though I worried about them before his death more. But tonight I prayed evening prayer and it included Psalm 49. Go read the whole thing! But here is the part that I found interesting:
"Then do not fear when a man grows rich, when the glory of his house increases. He takes nothing with him when he dies, his glory does not follow him below. Though he flattered himself while he lived: 'Men will praise me for all my success,' yet he will go to join his fathers, who will never see the light anymore."

For the sake of His sorrowful Passion, have mercy on us and on the whole world!

No Christmas?

Tonight we were doing our tradtional Advent bedtime routine: family rosary, Jesse tree ornaments with Bible reading, followed by a chapter of the Best Christmas Pagent Ever (a little old for my kids and a litte too mean spirited but I love it too much not to share it with them). Before the Jesse Tree reading, RA said, "Mom, I have a question. Why don't we put all the Jesse Tree ornaments up on one night?"
I explained to her that it is to remind us that each of the people we talk about spent their whole lives waiting for Jesus (he didn't come quick) in fact none of them lived to see Jesus. She looked at me with really big eyes and said, "They didn't have Christmas?" She was agast.
I said, "No, their lives were all Advent."
Only a child can cause us to stop and meditate on the meaning of this season, in a way we hadn't thought of quite like that before.