Something a bit different today than my normal reflections. I thought I would delve a little bit more into a topic that is not necessarily theological in nature. I am a real person, and not some ethereal doctor in an ivory tower who gets to smoke a pipe and contemplate the infinite mysteries all day. So, today, I thought I would delve into one of my personal hobbies: board gaming. Now, do not tune me out because you hear "board gaming" and immediately default in your brain to your brother overturning a table with Monopoly money flying everywhere because the game has gone on for hours and overturning the table was the only option left other than murder. Most people, including myself at one time, thought of board games as those boring or frustrating games that seem stuck in 1952. You know the usual suspects: Clue!, Monopoly, Scrabble, Chess, maybe even more saccharine games like Life or Candy Land, i.e. those games that everyone owned at some p...
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I will continue to pray that our Lord bless you and your family in this new setting.
BTW, this new picture of St. Kateri with pockmarked face you have chosen for your blog instead of all those sweet pictures of her with a lily in hand is superb. May she powerfully intercede for you.
Firstly, Native American women for whatever reason are grossly over sexualized in American culture, which probably contributes to the obscenely high rape rate on most reservations.
Secondly, the whole point of St. Kateri's last name has to do with the small pox. Tekakwitha (there really is not a hard "K" sound in Iroquois) in most Iroquoian dialects means "She who walks into things." She was mostly blind because of the smallpox. I realize as the story goes, after her death, the pock marks miraculously disappeared, I think most depictions that make her a supermodel really detract from her life's example.
+ pax et bonum