On a Mass and two jokes
The main reading today seemed to be about a well-known passage from St. Paul 1 Corinthians 13: 11 about going through childness into maturity and faith, hope, and love, “but the greatest of these is love.”
One of the other readings was from the Book of Jeremiah. My main memory of this is from grad-school reference to Jeremiads, meaning, I think, really angry speeches about others’ sins. So, it made an interesting contrast to the New Testament reading about love.
A joke
(Disclaimer: this is not directed at African-Americans. It is making a bit of fun of Biden. I think presidents have to expect they will be made fun of).
“Heard Joe Biden had a top choice for a few days to fill the vacancy on the Supreme Court, but his senior advisors had to tell him Aunt Jemima is not a real person. So who knows now?”
“Hey, that’s racist and politically incorrect! Be careful: despite what the government tells you, the First Amendment doesn’t exist. First things, sadly, can be as unreal as wedding rings.”
A poem
“Humble” by yours truly
I don’t want to rumble
But may just stumble
Through the house
Like a brain-dead mouse
(You may say I’m a louse)
Then to myself mumble:
“Do you want in bed a tumble”?
No?
Makes one humble.