Even God's creation seems to be crying, rejoice! It is that time of year that the sun peeks out occasionally, giving a hint of the brightness and warmth of spring soon to come. But even when the clouds, the chill temperatures, the sometimes-still slushy showers would tell us we are yet mid-winter, the birds from their nests seem to shun purple and don rose as they are heard singing their own solemn Laetare hymn.
Certainly we must give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His mercy endureth forever... even amidst the long days of Lent!

Miss Jane Binsfeld was a delight in the lead role as Ethel Savage, the blue-haired matriarch and wealthy widow whose two grown children (played most convincingly by Mr. Steve Crouse and Miss Christine George) love her only for the money they hope to get from her. Mrs. Savage, though she is anything but crazy, is sent by her children to The Cloisters, a home for the mentally imbalanced, while the younger Savages hope to take possession of her fortune once she is institutionalized. The Cloisters introduces us to several endearing, if a tad out-of-touch, characters who collectively foil the money-seekers' plans, all the while keeping the audience in stitches with their individual (and oft-hilarious) foibles. We were even surprised with an impromptu cameo role by Fr. Frank Kurtz whose own comic relief delighted the crowd while challenging the cast to remain in character.
Bravo, Queen's Players and Mrs. Flanery, and bravo too, to all those behind-the-scenes who worked tirelessly these past few months to bring us another wonderful production.
A delicious dinner, a superbly-acted play, and mingling and visiting among good friends old and new made for a most enjoyable way to spend our Laetare Sunday, and we look forward to many more annual Dinner Theaters to come.
And so, though the song birds will undoubtedly keep on singing their joyful songs, alas, it is still Lent. But we awake this morning, hopefully refueled to renew/continue/persevere in our promises and acts of penance as we consider and endure Our Lord's journey to His Cross.
As it was so aptly put in the Play program:
In a dear rout of loneliness
How life again sang sweet
When fasting arms knew banqueting
And avid eyes could feast;
And the long Lent of love was eased
For one Laetare Day.
But afterwards came Lent again:
Again the fasting way.
God bless you with a holy and fruitful Lent.... Easter draweth nigh!
2 comments:
Thank you so much for your kind words about our Laetare Dinner Theatre. Actually, this was our 13th year and because of generous patrons like you we have been able to raise quite a bit of moneies for our Catholic School. Deo Gratias!
Thank goodness we didn't "lay an egg" but I assure you that if we had, it still would have been a Catholic one!!
THE
INCREDIBLE
EDIBLE
CATHOLIC
EGG
Incredible
Edible
Catholic egg
For you
I'd sell
An arm and a leg
Delighting rich
And simple
Folk
Hard-boiled
White
Around the yolk
Sometimes scrambled
Sometimes
Fried
Often next
To bacon's
Side
Spittering
Sputtering
Splashing grease
But into my life
You bring
Such peace
For after
Matins' morning
Prayer
I go to the
Fridge
And you are there
Always
Constant
Circled friend
No beginning
No big
End
Reminding me
When sick
Or well
You're always
There
Inside the shell
Ready to
Nourish
Ready to feed
Obeying God
Your dairy
Creed
And yes
You're Catholic
Incredible egg
For monks say
You're best...
With a St. Bernard’s keg!
(the world is either Irish or wants to be, Catholic or should be) O'Long-Skirts
13th?! So-revised!
Thank-YOU, Long-Skirts....
Deo Gratias, indeed!
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