Tossing a pillow back

Now that was just a way cool parody. Thanks Tony (and Jeff)

Beautiful! I was LOL just from reading your link! :-)

Not cool. Parody of the Real Presence is humor run amuck. That parody could just as well be written by the most embittered anti-Catholic.

Cornelius: huh? He wasn't making fun of the Real Presence of the Eucharist, far from it! This JPS actually detected the Real Presence, whether small or large, which I found really cool. Wish I had one of those!! It would serve a lot if I ever visit LA Cathedral, provided they had a real Eucharist in there...

Years ago, in Crime Intelligence, one of my co-workers (who actually hated me) gave me a photocopy of an item from the book of NOT THE NINE O'CLOCK NEWS, a British comedy skit show in the late 70's early 80's (incidently where Rowan Atkinson among others got his start). Called the Perpetual Pope Finder, it featured a world map with a presumably detachable arrow, and a listing of every country in the world along with dates for when the Pope would supposedly visit! It wasn't until I had a closer look that I realised exactly what they'd done. The dates were all the national days of each country, so or you Americanies it was 4th July while for us Aussies it was 29th January...

Make that 26th... Trust me to get it wrong!!!

1. I read on another blog where St. Joan's get to interview any possible new pastors. What? Since when do they get veto power? Any parish to which I belonged never did. The bishop appointed someone, usually (with the help of the Holy Spirit) that will be "just what the Divine Physician ordered".

2. Great parody! The hat tip is almost like a seal of approval, acknowledging the "apprentice" has the "master's" recognition. I could see both of you collaborating on something; your styles are very similiar.

Thanks to those who offered kind words. I think Jeff's parody posts are hysterical. To be compared to him in even passing is a great honor indeed :)

I've been thinking on this little gizmo... I presume that it's a cross between a vehicle navigation system and a tracker a la LOGAN'S RUN... It presumably gives you the locations of all presences of our Blessed Lord within its range, or upon programmed co-ordinates, and then - upon entering the building concerned - it changes to a beeping and flashing light tracker (with arrows on the screen?) that increases in intensity of warnings as one approaches the Tabernacle (if any validly consecrated Hosts are within...), and maybe even flashes the word KNEEL on close approach. I want one...!

Of course, when Christ comes again in glory to judge the living and the dead, this thing will go berserk just before it explodes...

Many years ago I used to have a watch that beeped every hour. Apart from other funny incidents, it beeped once when several of us were on our way to a private Traditional Mass to be said by Dom Christopher Dowd O.P. in Bishop Brennan's Oratory at Wagga(this holy Bishop is now in a permanent coma after a stroke, God Bless him; his replacement isn't anywhere near as good). Anyway Dom Christopher stopped and asked me what the noise was (in the days before mobile phones), to which I replied in mock shock, looking at the watch "This is my Real Priest detector! It only goes off when in the presence of a Real Priest! I waved it around and added "It doesn't go off very often...", for which comment I got a playful punch in the arm by the Reverend Father...

I might add, the Oratory was round, tiled, had concertina doors and a Tabernacle on legs that looked like it was about to blast off, and was such that I stated that this was the kind of Chapel the LOST IN SPACE Jupiter 2 spaceship would have had had they been Catholics and with a Priest present... Mind you, it wasn't offensive, and the wall statue of Christ Crucified, wearing vestments that included a MANIPLE (!), made up for a lot...

I like your "kneel" idea Jack, although in deference to our handicapped, maybe it should say "venerate."

I have no problem finding Jesus in my church. He is smack dab two feet away from our side door. The result of which is an awkward pile-up of people entering the church from that door. People opening and closing the door (ofen in mid loud chatter) makes focusing reverantly on the tabernacle nigh impossible.

"Venerate" it is, dear Teresa. I've read and enjoyed some of your other comments, by the way!

Many are the times I've had to hunt for the Tabernacle, and the contortions I then have to do to properly genuflect impact heavily on my ageing body. In one case, the main Tabernacle is in a separate BUILDING, although they do have another Tabernacle within for Mass...

Chatter is another problem, I have a video of the Consecration of the altar of the small Church at Murrurundi (where my Mum came from). Before and after the Mass, the congregation were like Brown's cows; to the extent that Bishop Clarke emphasised the need for reverence and silence within a Church during his homily. He must have sighed with despair as they ignored him and went back to their noisy ways straight after the Mass...