Level Wise

Easter, of course, was wonderful and always is. Just imagine the Tridentine Easter liturgy in a church like this one - of which we are unworthy members - and you’ll understand why. But I squandered Lent. If not for the flu, tendonitis, atrial fibrillation, and a host of business problems I would consider myself to have done no penance whatsoever. But, as Joshua over at Katolik Shinja expresses so well,

I finally realized that disappointment might be what the season’s all about: disappointment with one’s sinful self. Lent is for penitence. If I want to feel good about myself, I’ll turn to Oprah and Dr. Phil.

An old song with a haunting pro-life message:

There was a fair maiden lived in the north
Oh the rose and the linsey - oh
She fell in love with her father’s clerk
Down by the Greenwood side - oh

He courted her for a year and a day
Oh the rose and the linsey - oh
Till her the young man did betray
Down by the Greenwood side - oh

She leaned her back against the thorn
Oh the rose and the linsey - oh
And there two bonny boys she’s born
Down by the Greenwood side - oh

She’s taken out her little knife
Oh the rose and the linsey - oh
And she’s rubbed them of their life
Down by the Greenwood side - oh