Blog post on August 15, 2024, the Day of the Assumption of Mary
If you haven’t heard of today’s holiday, the Assumption of Mary, you’re not alone. This Protestant Pastor hadn’t either. Luckily, I have a Catholic friend who lives in Paris and has the day off of work, so she told me all about it. On Aug. 15, Catholics around the world mark the solemnity of the Assumption of Mary, commemorating the end of her earthly life and assumption into heaven. Sounds like a good thing to celebrate … I mean that amazing woman didn’t have the easiest life on earth, ya know. Besides, when don’t the Parisian’s get a national holiday … especially after hosting an amazing Olympic Games?! God is good … just like I always tell you.
I am happy to report that ‘All Is Well’ in the World. Now, if all isn’t well in your world (notice the lower case ‘w’), then just wait a few minutes and to quote my dear ancient friend Julian of Norwich (from her tome, Revelations of Divine Love) ‘all shall be well, all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well.’
It’s all a matter of perspective, I suppose. From where I sit (today at least), Life looks pretty good. I’m gazing on the beautiful Lake Tahoe, with it’s blue/green waves lapping on the shore beneath me. There are a few white caps, but for the most part it is serene and lovely, ringed with mountain ranges, which have been surrounding this beautiful body of water for ‘forever-and-a-day’ (a very scientific word coined by me personally, in my less than scientific view of the world).
Then again, I spoke with both of my parents this afternoon … they are young (mid-seventies), but it sounds like things really go south as we age. Dad claims that ‘Spam Risk’ is his best friend (or at least that’s who he gets the most phone calls from); and Mom failed the computer test her bank set up to see if she’s Human (apparently not … Lord, God Almighty … that’s a bitter pill for both of us). As for me, my one and only child arrived in Kansas to start college. I’m not there with him today, but I sent Toto to scope things out for me. I haven’t heard back yet … small black dogs aren’t always the most reliable informants. I’m just saying.
But how about you? I hope things are ‘Woefully Wonderful.’ Rumor has it, you could use a good day. My best advice … follow these little ducks … Huddle Up, my peeps! Life is always best when you’ve got your posse surrounding you.
Keep the Faith. Peace out for now.
