Sent in by a reader. I couldn’t resist. A bit of humor in these times is always a good thing. My only difficulty is using “ass” as in “Jack Ass” (Equus Asinus) as that which is derogatory. Donkeys, in mnsho, are intelligent not stubborn, and always with the Holy Family, and they can sing, and they are humorous.
Since we are now fully on our way to Palm Sunday and the glorious ever so humble entrance into Jerusalem of the King of kings, the Lord of lords, the Prince of the Most Profound Peace, it is now time to put up again G.K. Chesterton’s poetry on the matter:
When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born.
With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil’s walking parody
On all four-footed things.
The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
I keep my secret still.
Fools! For I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet.
Meanwhile, Saint Augustine said: “Asinus es, sed Christum portas.”
I could go on about Alexamenos and Jackass for the Hour…
Anyway, I hope to put up today’s homily about the temptations put to our Lord by Satan later today. Not what you might expect methinks.