Me too!

A time for prayer and a time to gather?

".....And a time to blog"

Father Ray Blake and the issue of the Brighton journalist have occupied the minds of many over the past three or four days and little more needs to be said except that, it is good to see how the Catholic family responds when one of their best loved priests is under threat.

Now Father Ray is considering a dignified withdrawal from blogging, and who could blame him?
He is not leaving because he is bruised and battered, he will shoulder any amount of abuse on behalf of the Christ.

He is leaving because he does not wish to bring acrimony or embarrassment to his brother priests and his bishop.

Well, acrimony they should deal with and, if embarrassed, they need to go and sit on a hard rock on a mountainside somewhere for a few days and reflect on their purpose in life.

We can do little for Father Ray other than to offer him our support by leaving a comment HERE and, most importantly, by dedicating a daily rosary on his behalf this week - a spiritual bouquet that will help him return to us with all haste.

NOT A TIME FOR SILENCE

All things have their season, and in their times all things pass under heaven.      
 A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted.     A time to kill, and a time to heal. A time to destroy, and a time to build.      
 A time to weep, and a time to laugh. A time to mourn, and a time to dance.      
 A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather.
A time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces.

A time to get, and a time to lose. A time to keep, and a time to cast away.      
 A time to rend, and a time to sew. A time to keep silence, and a time to speak.      
 A time of love, and a time of hatred. A time of war, and a time of peace.      
 What hath man more of his labour?      
 I have seen the trouble, which God hath given the sons of men to be exercised in it.

This morning I wrote a post on the poor......

....and how Fr Blake has been so scandalously treated by a stringer on his local rag, The Argus.

But, it seems that the Catholic blogging world and his friend have leapt to the defence of the good priest.

So, I have deleted my post because it was not as good as anybody else's and there is nothing worse than poor repetition.

But, you might be interested to know about the Argus.

The Argus is, (as any fule kno) a monster with one hundred eyes whose main task in life appeared to be to guard the white heifer.

Pray for Fr Blake who has this monster to contend with

Hermes did a good job by polishing him off with a stone.

This, story, of course, leads to the old chestnut.....

"What is the difference between a stringer on The Argus and a pilchard?"

Answer: One is oily, smelly and has poppy eyes.....and the other is a fish"