Sunday Snippets–A Catholic Carnival

It’s time once again for Sunday Snippets. We are Catholic bloggers sharing weekly our best posts with one another.  Join us to read and/or contribute. To participate, go to your blog and create a post titled Sunday Snippets–A Catholic Carnival. Make sure that the post links back to here, and leave a link to your  snippets post on our host, RAnn’s, site, This, That and the Other Thing.

My Posts:

Set the World Aright

By Your Presence

 
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Sunday Snippets–A Catholic Carnival

It’s time once again for Sunday Snippets. We are Catholic bloggers sharing weekly our best posts with one another.  Join us to read and/or contribute. To participate, go to your blog and create a post titled Sunday Snippets–A Catholic Carnival. Make sure that the post links back to here, and leave a link to your  snippets post on our host, RAnn’s, site, This, That and the Other Thing.

Becoming Flame

Clinging

Whistling in theNew Year

My Shalom

Remembering the Seasons of My Soul

Coca Cola Life Spot

 

 

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Ring Out, Wild Bells – Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more,
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out thy mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.

Hello Kitty Meets the Disintegrator

My husband’s been waiting for a sunny day with no wind to spend at the shooting range. Today was the day. He was like a kid in the candy shop, with rifles, ammo,mount, binoculars and tripod at the ready for his get away.  As he made a break for it, I minded him, “Be careful out there. Watch out for crazy people.” With all the anti-gun hysteria, I actually felt he was going to a place that was well managed, with people who minded their p’s and q’s and had their acts together, unlike many in the media  blowing smoke at good citizenry and at the 2nd amendment, both barrels blasting.

My guy wore himself out walking back and forth to targets at one hundred yards and then 200 yards. All in all it was a very good day. He wrapped it up with these words when he got home, “You know those ‘crazies you told me to watch out for…they were right next to me. Seems the couple in the next lane, equipped with 2 AR-15s must have come to the range for the first time, and jumped right in, ignorant of the protocol.

First the guy trots out with his target paper, thinking he’s going to mount it to the frame “out there”, my husband’s, of course.  “Oh no you’re not!”, says my man, fearless in the face of ignorance.  After filling the newbie in on the niceties, my guy blasted holes happily til he checked his target, now peppered by rounds from, you guessed it, an AR-15.  Seems the wife of the other fella was shooting from another lane, beside her husband’s, at his target, which just happened to line up with my husband’s target, from her perspective.

Simply carrying on, patching her hits in his target and wishing they’d tire quickly, my husband still had very good day! There are scarier things out there:

I know what I want for Christmas: