
These guys, in the tomato patch, go after Horn Worms.

And these guys pray, that is, prey on their prey, this time in the asparagus patch:

No pumpkin patch this year.
But there is a vineyard tended by ὁ γεωργός (georgos – George), the Tiller of the Ground, the Farmer, the Vinedresser. “I am the vine and my Father is the Vinedressor” (John 15:1).
So, some praying needs to be going on in this Garden of Eden turned Gethsemane.
It’s 5:15 AM on a Sunday. Usually up by 2:00 AM. But now it all starts:
- 5:20 AM Feed the dogs!
- 5:30 AM Run up to Holy Redeemer church in Andrews
- 6:00 AM Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament (during which Confessions are heard). There’s also prayers such as a Rosary and the Breviary.
- 7:00 AM Benediction of the Blessed Sacrament followed by the Litany of Humility etc.
- 7:10 AM Race to Prince of Peace church in Robbinsville across the mountain
- 7:35 AM Set up for Exposition and Mass
- 8:00 AM Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament (during which Confessions are heard while there is also a Rosary)
- 8:30 AM Holy Mass
- 9:30 AM Race back to Andrews
- 10:30 AM Confessions
- 11:00 AM Holy Mass
- 12:30 PM Chat with the counters
- 1:30 PM Head out for Communion Calls, Last Rites, etc.
- About 7:30 PM more or less. Collapse, after feeding the dogs.
Oh, did I mention that the Fathers of the Church repeated many times that the seedbed in the garden of the Lord is watered by the blood of the martyrs? Yes. We thank them for their prayers and guidance.
PS: I suppose those using Covid-19 to smash down religious rights will be apoplectic about such admissions as are made in this post, perhaps until they realize that this is the smallest parish church ever.
No idle hands for you, Father. May the Lord continue to prosper the work of your hands.
“smallest parish church ever”….So what Father!? Jesus only sent 12 and some helpers out to preach. I laugh (you might want to keep this one off the screen) because of you, being sent to the remotest ends of the earth to the smallest parish, where you won’t “cause trouble” and yet…
I thank God at how He keeps you busy.
Busy as a beaver, Father. God bless you and all your work. Your parishioners as blessed people. May your intensity become as contagious as the corona virus.