;Posted on 04/21/2014 5:17:40 AM PDT by xsmommy
Word For The Day, Monday, 4/21/14
;In order that we might all raise the level of discourse and expand our language abilities, here is the daily post of "Word for the Day".
iteration; noun
1. the act of repeating; a repetition. 2. Mathematics . a. Also called successive approximation. a problem-solving or computational method in which a succession of approximations, each building on the one preceding, is used to achieve a desired degree of accuracy. b. an instance of the use of this method. 3. Computers. a. a repetition of a statement or statements in a program. b. a different version of an existing data set, software program, hardware device, etc.: A new iteration of the data will be released next month. 4. a different form or version of something: He designed the previous iteration of our logo.
Etymology: 1425–75; late Middle English < Latin iterātiōn-, stem of iterātiō; see iterate, -ion
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seriously! there were some HEINOUS easter bunnies back in the day!
and while it’s natural for little ones to cry when forced to interact with a costumed character, i would bawl AT MY PRESENT AGE if i had to interact with some of these!
Yeah, I never had Easter pics with the bunny taken of my kids...Santa was enough. I did take selfies of our family on Easter and the kids thought one extra minute dressed in church clothes was torture.
A+++ speaking of cazy ants, how was your bridal shower this past weekend... LOL!
Well, you asked for scary Easter Bunny photos, and that was the scariest that I could find. LOL
It was very nice.
Believe it or not, Nordstrom used to have breakfast with the Easter Bunny [they’ve since LONG ceased to do anything for any Christian holiday] and we took the kids. i loved dressing them in seasonally themed outfits so we were suckers for that stuff.
i tweeted a pic of xsgirls in their easter duds yesterday. and we enlisted someone at church to take a group shot of our fam.
One of these days I will write about our visits to a Catholic church in CA while we were out there during my mother’s passing. It was inspiring.
were you present throughout or just the groom’s drive by appearance as he comes to haul off the gifts?
we can always use inspiration in here! and it’s gratifying to know there is something inspirational in a Catholic church in CA.
Present through out but got to sit in the back during until they got to presents.
prob had good stuff to eat, so all was not lost ; )
Good meal and a large haul of loot.
win-win, just for having to pay the price of being the center of attention for a few hours!
Oh, xsteen got her first wedding gift. it was from xshub’s cousin, who sent it down from upstate NY, with the our niece who is also getting married [she got one of the same for her shower which was up there last weekend]. it’s a signed apostolic blessing of her marriage to xsfiance straight outta the vatican. This particular cousin goes to Italy yearly, and must have already been this past spring. It is personalized with their names, the date of their wedding and the name of the church where the ceremony will be performed. She’d had it framed in some nice dago gilt frame, and it is indeed very special. Signed by Pope Frank and the whole 9 yards.
I have to say that I’ve never attended Masses like those I just attended in CA. Sacred Heart Parish — Fresno. We attended the same church 2 weeks in a row.
None of the children looked like they were chafing at being in their Sunday best. Neither did their parents. The church was packed, the Masses were 1 1/2 hours long, and NOBODY left early. The congregation was mostly Mexican, but there were many ethnicities represented. At our first Mass there was an Invitation for people to join an Italian-American group and “you don’t have to be Italian to join”. The Pastor was Filipino. The Mexican restaurant manager at our hotel knew about him and commented about what “good Spanish” he spoke. His English was pretty good too.
There were no hymnals. The hymns and the responses were projected on 2 screens on either side of the altar that were so cleverly designed that they almost looked like words on parchment. Consequently, people’s eyes were focused up, rather than leafing through 4 different books trying to find the right hymn, or response. On Palm Sunday, the palms were haded out AFTER church, so there was no fiddling around with palms throughout worship.
Communion was distributed from the front of the church working back and from the back of the church working forward at the same time. This meant that the exit doors were blocked by Eucharistic ministers and there was no opportunity for the people to sneak out after Communion. (Since my knee operation, I have spent a great deal of time sitting in chairs at the back of my own church with the other handicapped people. I am astounded about how many people leave right after Communion. At least 1/3 of our church just vanishes after Communion. Some even leave after the Gospel.)
But the really inspirational aspect of these Masses was how deftly the Filipino Pastor and the Anglo Deacon used them as teaching moments. They involved the parish all the way. And they loved it. And the words on the screens meant that he was teaching them English all the while.
At one Mass, he invited Carmen to come forward with her family and friends and the whole congregation blessed her in anticipation of her upcoming surgery. At a discussion of Confession, he invited an 8 year old (Stephanie) and a 13 year old (Marco) to play the roles of Jesus and a person seeking forgiveness. He had the children take his hands and explained how the priest is just the conduit between the person confessing and Christ. No reason to be afraid.
During the Consecration, a group of children and their adult advisors come forard and form a semi circle behind the priest and repeat some of his words in unison — almost like a litany. I’ve never seen that done before.
This parish has several different style Masses, according to the bulletin. We were at the “Life Teen” Mass. I’m not sure what that means, but there were all ages participating. There is also a Charismatic Mass, a Family Mass, etc. every Sunday.
The lessons continued after the Mass was over, during the announcements. Everybody hung on the Pastor’s every word. And nobody seemed too eager to leave. Even drivers in the parking lot, afterward, were patient with one another. (One time, many years ago, I was loading my baby into the back of the car when another driver hit my open car door knocking me to the ground and causing me to drop the baby into his bassinet, he was so anxious to leave.)
Everybody was very friendly. There was a champagne brunch ($8) after the Palm Sunday Mass, but my Mom had died earlier that morning so we didn’t feel like going. I’m sure that we would have felt right at home, however. I thought that $8 was very reasonable, considering the high prices every place else in CA. I thought it interesting that they chose to have a celebration like that on Palm Sunday. I don’t think that I have ever attended a church that scheduled a Palm Sunday activity. It sounded very nice.
Oh yes. I forgot about the music director who was black and who played Praise songs on a mean guitar. He really kept things moving along. He might have been the only black person in the church, but you could tell that he was really liked and appreciated. I’m told (by the Mexican restaurant manager at our hotel who seems to know everything in town) that he just wandered in one day and has stayed on to run the music program.
During the Consecration, a group of children and their adult advisors come forard and form a semi circle behind the priest and repeat some of his words in unison — almost like a litany. I’ve never seen that done before.
Because Consecration is the most sacred part of the Mass and is only done by the priest. I have seen deacons be permitted to say some parts of that portion of the Mass, but, being hyper-traditional, i am a bit uneasy with having lay people up there at that point.
Why?
I took the occasion to go hit a bucket of balls.
it is very refreshing to hear that Mass is a place where people are excited to be.
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