I came across this wonderfully creative website with lots of photos of Kermit the Frog, including one of Kermit in Church.
Which made me wonder.. what would Kermit pray during this time of Advent? Post your captions in the comments!
I saw these captions on Facebook:
Peter Palumbo:
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
Carrie Rogers Corscadden:
Kermit would pray something for others. He’s always watching out for the whole Muppet gang. And maybe also for peace on earth….
Quentin Lewis:
Pray, pray? Oh yes, I always pray……but right now I am planning my dive into the Baptismal Font!
Robert F 5:49 pm on December 30, 2011 Permalink |
It is truly tradgic to hear the news, esp. when it is released at this time of year, .
Have heart Fr. Roderick, and remember the prayer for the Church:
Defend oh Lord< thy servants, we humbly beseech thee, from all dangers of body and soul, and by the prayers of the Glorious Virgin Mary, of the Holy Apostles Peter and Paul, of Benedict XVI , and all thy Saint,s, grant us the mercies of peace and safety. That all adversities and errors being removed, thy Church may serve Thee in secure liberty, through our Lord, Jesus Christ. Amen.
My best childhood Christmas was not getting a Red Ryder 200-shot range model air rifle but a Daisy Golden Eagle air rifle. ')
Sean McCarney 2:36 pm on December 30, 2011 Permalink |
My earliest Christmas memory is a smell. Back in the early 70s when I was a small boy, we had a 6ft artificial Christmas tree, which had a brown plastic trunk and branches and green leaves. It had such an unique, clean, ‘plastic’ smell, which faded as the tree was left up over Christmas but intensified again as the tree was boxed up and left in the attic for the next 11 months. That smell, when putting up the tree especially, is branded on my mind and is all my childhood Christmases and memories of my family rolled into one. My brother still has the tree, though not the room to put it up. Maybe one day I’ll see that tree up again and smell that smell and be transported back 40 years……
Dan Hyatt 8:43 pm on January 2, 2012 Permalink |
Hey Sean! Happy 2012! Only 11 months until the “end of the world as we know it!”
We also had a fake tree when I was a lad. Then somewhere between high school and college, my parents started getting real ones. Once you go real, you don’t go back to plastic! What did Caitie get from Santa this year? Did Niki like her pink “wellies”? And what Lego book did you get, Harry Potter or Star Wars? TTFN! Dan
Sean McCarney 1:49 pm on January 4, 2012 Permalink |
Hi Dan! Happy New Year! We went back to a real tree this year – it was lovely. The book was The Lego Ideas book – may mention it on the next JACD!
John Clem 10:57 pm on December 23, 2011 Permalink |
When I was young I was obsessed with getting up early to open the gifts, but in aging have found the wisdom to know what Christmas is REALLY about–the gift of Jesus Christ becoming human so we can all be holy and share in the Kingdom of Heaven. I wrote a bit about the true meaning of Christmas in my blog with many useful links to video and music: http://www.calltoholiness.us/?p=695
God Bless,
John
John 6:03 am on December 23, 2011 Permalink |
My dad was a radio DJ and had to go to work early in the AM. We would listen to his Christmas show and he would dedicate songs to us but the entire time we were dying with anticipation until we would arrive home.
I do remember one time trying to make it through midnight mass but I don’t quite think I made in those years.
Jan - Stfrancisgirl 12:00 am on December 23, 2011 Permalink |
I remember exchanging gifts with my cousins on Christmas Eve at my grandparent’s house. When I got home I was allowed to open one gift — it was always a new set of pajamas. When I woke on Christmas morning, there was always sign on the closed door to the living room that told me to wake my parents before opening the door. My parents always took a photo of my first reactions to my presents.
Theuna Huitema 6:48 pm on December 22, 2011 Permalink |
My earliest Christmas memories is: A festival of Lessons and Carols in the Martinichurch (11 dec 2011) and the O-Antifonen in the Francicuschurch both in Bolswrard, Holland. Very beautyfull
Max 2:11 pm on December 22, 2011 Permalink |
My earliest memo’s go back to the Augustinus church in Utrecht. A very large X-mas stall. With real actors as Maria and Joseph. Great atmosphere. Christ is born. I will never forget. Now being in my late 60-ties, I still thinking of Him and the love Hè gave us. Peace with all of you.
Steve 12:26 pm on December 22, 2011 Permalink |
My Christmas memories usually include two things. First, waking up Christmas morning with a great deal of excitement, rushing out to the living room and seeing all the gifts that had appeared overnight, including the bulging stockings around the fireplace.
Second, there was always a lot of squinting. My dad had an 8mm movie camera that required the use of two very bright spotlights. Capturing the moments of opening presents usually came at the risk of a sun burn from those lights. We should have had sunglasses but never thought about it.
Dan 1:35 am on December 23, 2011 Permalink |
I’m right in line with you Steve! I’d always rush into my parents room 1st thing in the morning to wish them Merry Christmas, then downstairs to see how much Santa left. “The Rule” was to only open the stocking stuffers, then wait for Mom and Dad to come down. Since I’m an only child I usually didn’t have to wait long. It was always a HUGE deal at my house, because 12/25 was also my birthday (I know, not bad company to share the day with, right!?!
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Now being married w/three kids of my own, I get to relive those times through their eyes, create new memories for them. For example, Santa also finishes decorating the tree for us by hanging silver angel hair tinsel on the branches, so it’s extra sparkly for the kids when they come down in the morning. Like your dad, I too video the morning festivities, although between the sun in the windows and the tree lights, I don’t use the “flood lights” on the kids. As far as I know, no eye damage thus far!
Merry Christmas and Happy 2012 to you and everyone at SQPN! As a heads-up, I made an early resolution to be more involved in Catholic New Media next year, in preparation of “the year of faith” starting in October. I’ll pray for you, will you pray for me?
Peace,
Dan
Scott 11:59 am on December 22, 2011 Permalink |
My earliest childhood memories are of how long Christmas eve was. We’d go to the 4pm Children’s Mass. Then have dinner and a gift exchange at a hall rented by my mom’s side of the family. Then ~9 o’clock we’d drive over to my dad’s father and see that side of the family. Typically not getting home until midnight or later. Then I’d wake up the next morning and see the “explosion” under our Christmas tree.
Looking back now as a father of five, I’m not sure how my folks didn’t spend Christmas day napping… catching up on their lack of sleep.