I have to admit to being a Pope Benedict XVI kinda gal. He’s been the Pope for most of the time I’ve been paying attention. He gave my oldest son his First Holy Communion. He’s a writer and a thinker of thoughts. And, like myself, he seems to have an appreciation for tradition and order and general old-timey-ness. I love that.
So I must admit to joining in a tiny bit as the interwebs gasped in horror as Pope Francis went walking about IN REGULAR SHOES. But, as it turns out, when you’re The Pope . . .
Yes, you get to pick your own shoes. There is a history of Popes wearing red shoes, which is why Pope Benedict chose to do it, but JPII favored brown shoes. Pope Francis picks black shoes. The next guy will also Get To Pick His Own Shoes. And it will be fine.
comes out on DVD today and if you missed seeing it in the theaters, seriously, what is wrong with you?
If you like redemption, or Catholicism, or movies, or the greatest ending in movie history, YOU MUST SEE THIS MOVIE.
And if you like really great singing, well, you should see it anyway.
Julie of Happy Catholic* gave me a welcome new perspective on the most maligned singer of the bunch:
I loved the entire thing, even Russell Crowe’s singing which works if you think of it like the character he portrays … earnestly aspiring to give God the glory in all things, even if he is wrong about just how he should do those things.
If you’re wondering if it would be appropriate for your kids to see, you can check out my review here.
“Finally I promised one little girl, who made a long journey to see me and proffer her request,—and she is a “Dorothy,” by the way—that when a thousand little girls had written me a thousand little letters asking for the Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman I would write the book. Either little Dorothy was a fairy in disguise, and waved her magic wand, or the success of the stage production of “The Wizard of OZ” made new friends for the story. For the thousand letters reached their destination long since—and many more followed them.
And now, although pleading guilty to long delay, I have kept my promise in this book.
L. FRANK BAUM.
Chicago, June, 1904”
Mr. Crawley, of course, learns to subjugate his own desires for simplicity in order to uphold the honor and duty of his station. And perhaps something similar will happen with Pope Francis. But perhaps not. As with the shoes, he’s in charge. He gets to set the tone for his papacy. And then the next guy will be free to do something a little different.
The fact that my kids think that an apple that looks like this:
is all done, drives me nuts. Apple slices are a good solution, but I still think there’s a good chunk of edible apple in that section of core.
So here’s what I do now:
Slice the apple in half, scoop out the stem and seeds with a melon baller, enjoy. (Maybe with a slice of cheese on top? Yum.)
I appreciated Fr. Z’s take on the use of royal symbols in the Catholic church: