I love Catholic processions. I believe they are a very powerful way to evangelize. I especially like Corpus Christi Processions! Nowadays our young people know very little about Jesus and our Catholic Faith so why not begin with a parish walk with Jesus around the neighborhood?
When I was in Poland a few years ago our tour guide remarked on how clean the older houses are and she told us the reason. The people of Poland wash the outside walls of the old wooden homes each year in June in honor of our Lord Jesus Christ who will be passing by. Such reverence to our King! She said this washing of the homes each year preserves the wood and keeps them looking new. Some of these homes are over a century old.
Corpus Christi Procession June 11, 2023
Annunciation of the Lord Parish
Ottawa ON, Canada
St. Francis of Assisi: “O sublime humility! O humble sublimity! That the Lord of the whole universe, God and the Son of God, should humble himself like this and hide under the form of a little bread, for our salvation.”
Thank you, God, for everything~
 Peonies remind me of Corpus Christi Sunday big time! |
They also remind me of Mommy and Daddy. Mom and Dad's peonies were out in full splendor on June 15, 1968, the day Mike and I were married. My parents, Jim and Elaine Maloney had a beautiful reception for us at our house at 10 Isabelle Street in Hull Que. Because it was such a beautiful sunny day, we spent much of the time outside in our backyard with the beautiful spring foliage, especially the peonies which were in full force, like in the musical Oklahoma. Remember this song from Oklahoma Spring is busting out all over, all over the meadows and the hills. ( A little bit of trivia...For as long as I can remember, Mom often played music from Broadway Musicals as she worked around the house and I used to know all the songs from Oklahoma, The Sound of Music, My Fair Lady..................) Anyways, shortly after Mike and I were married Mom and Dad moved to Lanark and brought some peonies with them. They moved a few times after that and each time the peonies tagged along. The plants I have now go back to our home on Isabelle St. I remember the day Daddy dug them up for me from their garden in Kemptville (their final home before Mom died in 2001) It was the Fall of 1993 a few months after Mike and I moved to our present home on Blue Jay Crescent. Daddy helped me to plant them. He wanted to make sure I planted them deep enough. Daddy loved gardening, especially growing tomatoes. When he moved to Rosebridge Manor near Merrickville after mom's death he was given a little garden plot in their yard and he grew tomatoes for the residents. The same thing when a year later he moved to Longfields Manor in Barrhaven: he grew tomatoes and watered the indoor plants. We kids, call him the patron saint of tomatoes. |
