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Had some fun with fallacies over here.
Last year on Visits to Candyland, I wrote some posts based on Scott Hahn’s book, Hail Holy Queen.
This is the one about the customs of in that time and culture of honoring the Queen Mother , and this one about Mary as the Christ Bearer and analogous to The Arc of the Covenant. Very appropriate reads for this month of May.
Also I found this comparison of Mary to the Actual Arc of the Covenant:
Golden Box: Ark of the Old Covenant Mary: Ark of the New Covenant
The ark traveled to the house of Obed-edom in the hill country of Judea (2 Sam. 6:1–11). Mary traveled to the house of Elizabeth and Zechariah in the hill country of Judea (Luke 1:39).
Dressed as a priest, David danced and leapt in front of the ark (2 Sam. 6:14). John the Baptist—of priestly lineage—leapt in his mother’s womb at the approach of Mary (Luke 1:41).
David asks, “How can the ark of the Lord come to me?” (2 Sam. 6:9). Elizabeth asks, “Why is this granted me, that the mother of my Lord should come to me?” (Luke 1:43).
David shouts in the presence of the ark (2 Sam. 6:15). Elizabeth “exclaimed with a loud cry” in the presence of the Mary (Luke 1:42).
The ark remained in the house of Obed-edom for three months (2 Sam. 6:11). Mary remained in the house of Elizabeth for three months (Luke 1:56).
The house of Obed-edom was blessed by the presence of the ark (2 Sam. 6:11). The word blessed is used three times; surely the house was blessed by God (Luke 1:39–45).
The ark returns to its home and ends up in Jerusalem, where God’s presence and glory is revealed in the temple (2 Sam. 6:12; 1 Kgs. 8:9–11). Mary returns home and eventually ends up in Jerusalem, where she presents God incarnate in the temple (Luke 1:56; 2:21–22).
I continued to be awed and inspired by the deep richness of our Catholic Faith.
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Tomorrow is Memorial Day and in honor of that special holiday I ‘d like to share this story:
A friend of mine shared this story about her father. He was a private during World War II. He always carried a rosary with him and although he saw some fierce battle and many of his friends were wounded or killed, he came home relatively unscathed.
My friend told me that his group was camping in a particularly spot in Europe. They knew that the Germans saw them and snipers regularly took shots at them. They were quite some distance from fresh water and so once a week, a soldier would be chosen to go out and fill up the buckets for the men to have water for the day. Most of the time the chosen soldier wouldn’t last the week because he would be shot by a German sniper.
When it was my friend’s dad’s turn to get the water he stood up, walked straight and tall, and slowly went to the water and back. He did this every day for a week and the German’s didn’t take a single shot at him. It was as if he was telling them that he knew he was at their mercy and that he accepted that, but he was just going to try to do his job and whatever happened was up to them.
The next week a new guy tried to run, weave and dodge his way to the watering spot. He was shot dead before he was even half way there.
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Yesterday I went to Walmart and the Veterans were out there selling their poppies. I shared with one of them that my father-in-law had been a veteran. He fought with General Patton. In Africa a bomb burst over head and he took a lot of shrapnel in his back including pieces around his heart that eventually killed him 30 years later. He spent a lot of time in the hospital overseas recovering, and that is how he met my mother-in-law. Anyway, because of his injuries he was declared 100% disabled, but he came back to the states, married and fathered nine children.
The gentleman vet I shared this with started laughing so hard I thought he would quit breathing.
“100% diabled….hahahahahahahah…. and fathered 9 children!!!”
When I came out he was still chuckling about it. So I told him, “and my husband was #8, ” which set off another round of laughter. I’m glad he enjoyed that little anecdote so much!
Have a great Memorial Day!
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