It continues to rain… However, our thoughts must be with those poor souls involved in the terrible air tragedy in the Far East.
In fact, all around us we have aggression, poverty and death; it is pumped to us 24/7 by our indefatigable news outlets. And people – families – are continuing to find it difficult to feed themselves: in the UK.
For me? This Lent it’s dinner money into the SCIAF box and ‘The Way of the Cross’ instead: to pray, give alms and fast.
Tonight, after what has been a weekend drenched with work and study, I will head out into the fading light and perhaps hook into a ‘Catholic Answers’ podcast, Stations of the Cross and today’s Rosary: the first three Joyful Mysteries. And think of others and how unbelievably privileged I am.
How unbelievably rich most of us are.
The countryside, even at night, offers calm; the ambience is the whispers of a land settling down for slumber.
The bike, which I’ve decided to ‘Christen’ as ‘Raphael’ in homage to the archangel from Tobit and escort his son, Tobias needs some overdue care and attention – perhaps next week!
Upon my return, late evening marking and planning awaits. Still, how rich…
A wonderful single-decade Rosary for one’s pocket, provided by eBay seller - rosebead_04.
Here is a handy suggestion from A Book of Marian Prayers: A Compilation of Marian Devotions from the Second to the Twenty-First Century by William Storey http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/0829435743/ref=cm_sw_r_udp_awd_c-6etb18ZDQWZ
Over the course of each week: Joyful; Luminous; Sorrowful & Glorious.
The Annunciation of the Lord to Mary
The Visitation of Mary to Elizabeth
The Nativity of our Lord Jesus Christ
The Presentation of our Lord
Finding Jesus in the Temple at age 12
The Baptism in the Jordan
The Wedding at Cana
The Proclamation of the Kingdom
The Institution of the Eucharist
The Agony of Jesus in the Garden
The Scourging at the Pillar
Jesus is Crowned with Thorns
Jesus Carried the Cross
The Crucifixion of our Lord
The Resurrection of Jesus Christ
The Ascension of Jesus to Heaven
The Descent of the Holy Ghost
The Assumption of Mary into Heaven
Mary is Crowned as Queen of Heaven and Earth
Drizzle. Drizzle. Drizzle.
Yet, I did attempt to beat my current No. 1 placing on Wee Curries Climb-A. And I almost did, securing second place; my pedal clipping one of the drainage stones slightly unsettling me – the last thing I wanted today was any obstacle to getting home on time.
I stopped to take some snaps of an area shrouded in mist. It is still a beautiful part of the world even though it is currently trying to emerge from a very wet winter!
No other cyclists, just one or two walkers (fair play to them).
My Specialized rain jacket needs replaced: a wet right forearm was testament to this. My brakes annoyed me too. However, MP3s and fresh air were enough on what wasn’t the fastest ride ever. Energy levels were sapped.
Still, it was a delight – and I was looking forward to it even more upon each ‘bite’ of my Costco hotdog earlier this morning.
I didn’t fancy Devol Road. I’ve had more than enough soakings on what is an excellent technical climb, especially on the reverse from Auchentiber Road.
Will this rain ever stop? Ah, well as long as the teabags and freshly drawn water are in full supply.
Back to some Masters work, a St Joseph novena later – and a surprising read: The Daughter Of Time http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/009953682X/ref=cm_sw_r_an_am_at_ws_gb?ie=UTF8
Too many gaps between rides – I must get out more! And still loving Strava, both as an external motivator and personal training tool, in addition to providing an excellent network of fellow cyclists.
The New Eve. A beautiful statue of one our dearest members of The Communion of Saints, snapped this morning at St Laurence’s, Greenock. No, we do not venerate such statues – false idols – but we acknowledge their powers of intercession. Only recently I learned of Our Lady’s symbolic symmetric function: in contrast to Eve whom Satan defeated, Christ’s Mother crushed the serpent in ‘Revelation’.
Saturday evenings are now very special: Saturday Evening Devotion to Our Lady. I’m also at Week 4 of my St Joseph Devotions, having recently submitted a commission for a special chaplet for this devotion.
Lent. Prayer, fasting and almsgiving.
I plan to have one modest meal per day; use the Way of the Cross in prayer at lunchtimes instead of lunch; and any funds will be directed at the St Vincent de Paul.
Bike? Higher Prelim Marking! (A puncture, too). I changed inner tubes today… And today was beautiful, but a lovely Italian lunch prevented even the thought of going on the bike.
I’m certainly welcoming the additional light in the evenings, but tonight I plan to spend some time recording annotations from several reviewed journals, and recording in Scrivener – but I would prefer having an app version.
On Saturday evening I, and my very close friends of over 28 years, shall be attending the ‘Hop Reunion’, a return to a youth club in the heart of the east end of Greenock. My attendance at the aforementioned was somewhat fragmented in my latter teenage years, but I’ll never forget growing up across from this imposing building. Over three levels, the coloured disco lights and strains of ‘Louie Louie’ and Chris Montez’s ‘Let’s Dance’ – marking the Mod-Revival – were both seen and heard through our cheap nylon 70s curtains. We are talking about an era where my father would use candles to melt the ice that would congeal between the space between the iron window frames.
So tonight, spotting an empty ‘Breaker’ lager can on the B788 brought Saturday evening into full relief.
Saturdays are: swimming lessons, library, grandmother visit…bike ride (if I’m lucky).
I cannot believe that I managed to secure a 3.20 on Wee Furries Climb-A this afternoon, tyres set to ‘hard’ and the hail didn’t help.
So, I now hold 1st, 2nd and 3rd – 2.57, 2.59 & 3.20. Thanks, Strava!
There was much water coming down from the hills when I was struggling along the 75 Path; when I bottomed out I saw some of the sources:
These examples are from Knockbuckle Bridge, the water swollen and finding its way into the fields. (Today’s homily and Gospel spoke about “fishers of men” – I hope our local trout population is OK).
A lovely day – no, really. 90 minutes of fresh air and lots of water. And the soaking at least didn’t begin until the return 9K.
The thought of returning to a steaming plate of roast helped, too.
February is almost here, and come May I will have been enjoying such routes for THREE years!