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  • mimo_100
    Senior Member
    • Sep 2003
    • 1784

    Habemus Papam - get ready for it

    Just for your information.

    Habemus Papam! ("We Have a Pope!") is the announcement given in Latin by the Cardinal Protodeacon, the senior Cardinal Deacon, upon the election of a new pope.

    The announcement is given from the central balcony of St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican. After the announcement, the new pope is presented to the people and he gives his first Urbi et Orbi blessing.

    Tim
    Tim - Retired Problem Solver
  • Phoenix7
    Senior Member
    • Nov 2011
    • 3663

    #2
    Originally posted by mimo_100 View Post
    Just for your information.

    Habemus Papam! ("We Have a Pope!") is the announcement given in Latin by the Cardinal Protodeacon, the senior Cardinal Deacon, upon the election of a new pope.

    The announcement is given from the central balcony of St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican. After the announcement, the new pope is presented to the people and he gives his first Urbi et Orbi blessing.

    Tim
    My only comment is that I hope the NEW pope is more liberal than the previous popes. Many churches are losing members at an alarming rate , the young people have lost interest , and unless changes are made the church will go the way of the dinosaur!

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    • mrmarket
      Administrator
      • Sep 2003
      • 5971

      #3
      New pope...always hope!
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      • mimo_100
        Senior Member
        • Sep 2003
        • 1784

        #4
        Originally posted by Phoenix7 View Post
        My only comment is that I hope the NEW pope is more liberal than the previous popes. Many churches are losing members at an alarming rate , the young people have lost interest , and unless changes are made the church will go the way of the dinosaur!
        The Catholic Church will not change because the culture changes. It will stand firm in the face of attacks by Obama-like liberals. The 10 commandments do not change.
        Tim - Retired Problem Solver

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        • Phoenix7
          Senior Member
          • Nov 2011
          • 3663

          #5
          Originally posted by mimo_100 View Post
          The Catholic Church will not change because the culture changes. It will stand firm in the face of attacks by Obama-like liberals. The 10 commandments do not change.
          Let's hope you are correct. Yes the Liberal Press like the NY Times is continually bashing the church , and that constant drum beat does have an effect.
          One thing I never understood was the blind endorsement by many Catholic Churches for the reelection of Obama in the 2012 election.

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          • riverbabe
            Senior Member
            • May 2005
            • 3373

            #7
            Breaking News

            White smoke rises:

            | BREAKING NEWS ALERT NYTimes.com | Video
            BREAKING NEWS Wednesday, March 13, 2013 3:27 PM EDT
            New Pope is Cardinal Jorge Mario Bergoglio, From Argentina; to Be Named Francis
            A gathering of Catholic cardinals picked a new pope from among their midst on Wednesday — choosing the cardinal from Argentina, Jorge Mario Bergoglio, the first leader of the church ever chosen from South America.
            The new pope, 76, who will be called Francis, the 266th pontiff of the Roman Catholic Church, is also the first non-European leader of the church in more than 1,000 years.
            READ MORE »
            The Roman Catholic Church’s cardinals signaled that the faith’s future lies in the Southern Hemisphere.

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            • billyjoe
              Senior Member
              • Nov 2003
              • 9014

              #8
              River, I thought it interesting that in Italian Francesco is the masculine for Francis while Francesca is the feminine form as we use Francis and Frances. In Poland a girl's last name ends in an "a" while her fathers name ends in an "i". I found this out from my son's fiancee. I asked her why the Polish I know here usually end in an "i" , both fathers and daughters. She said "they don't follow the rule".

              ----------------billy

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              • mimo_100
                Senior Member
                • Sep 2003
                • 1784

                #9
                Here is an excellent short reading for Lent.

                Prologue out of Rediscover Catholicism

                Imagine this.
                You’re driving home from work next Monday. You turn on the radio and you hear a brief report about a small village in India where some people have suddenly died, strangely, of a flu that has never been seen before. It’s not influenza, but 4 people are dead, so the CDC is sending some doctors to India to investigate.
                You don’t think to much about it—people die every day—but coming home from church the following Sunday you hear another report on the radio, only now they say it’s not 4 people who have died, but 30,000 (Kelly, 2010) in the back hills of India. Whole villages have been wiped out and experts confirm this flu is a strain that has never been seen before.
                By the time you get up Monday morning, it’s the lead story. The disease is spreading. IT’s not just India that is affected. Now it has spread to Pakistan, Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq, and northern Africa, but it still seems far away. Before you know it, you’re hearing about this story everywhere. The media have now coined it “the mystery flu.” The president had announced that he and his family are praying for the victims and their families, and are hoping for the situation to be resolved quickly. But everyone is wondering how we are ever going to contain it.
                That’s when the President of France makes an announcement that shocks Europe: He is closing the French borders. No one can enter the country and that’s why that night you’re watching a little bit of CNN before going to bed. Your jaw hits your chest when a weeping woman’s word are translated into English from a French news program: There’s a man lying in a hospital in Paris dying of the mystery flu. It has come to Europe.
                Panic strikes. As best they can tell, after contracting the disease, you have it for a week before you even know it, then you have 4 days of unbelievable symptoms, and then you die.
                The British close their borders, but it’s too late. The disease breaks out in Southampton, Liverpool, and London, and on Tuesday morning the President of the US makes the following announcement: Due to a national-security risk, all flights to and from the US have been canceled. IF your loved ones are overseas, I’m sorry. They cannot come home until we find a cure for this horrific disease.
                Within 4 days, America is plunged into an unbelievable fear. People are wondering, what if it comes to this country? Preachers on TV are saying it’s the scourage of God. Then on Tuesday night you are at church for boble study when someone runs in from the parking lot and yells, “Turn on a radio!” And while everyone listens to a small radio, the announcement is made: Two women are lying in a hospital in NYC dying of the mystery flu. It has come to America.
                Within hours the disease envelops the country. People are working around the clock, trying to find an antidote but nothing is working. The disease breaks out in CA, OR, AR, FL, MA, it’s as though it’s just sweeping in from the borders.
                Then suddenly the news come out: The code has been broken. A cure has been found, A vaccine can be made. But it’s going to take the blood of somebody who hasn’t been infected. So you and I are asked to do just one thing; Go to the nearest hospital and have our blood tested. When we hear the sirens go off in our neighborhood, we are to make out way quickly, quietly, and safely to the hospital.
                Sure enough, by the time you and your family get to the hospital it’s late Friday night. There are long lines of people and a constant rush of doctors and nurses taking blood and putting labels on it. Finally it is your turn. You go first , then your spouse and children follow, and once the doctors have taken your blood they say to you, “Wait here in the parking lot for your name to be called.” You stand around with your family and neighbors, scared, waiting, wondering. Wondering quietly to yourself, what on earth is going on here? Is this the end of the world? How did it ever come to this?
                Nobody seems to have had their name called; the doctors just keep taking peoples blood. But then suddenly a young man comes running out of the hospital screaming. He’s yelling a name and waving a clipboard. You don’t hear him at first. “What’s he saying?” Someone asks. The young man screams the name again as he and a team of medical staff run in your direction, but again you cannot hear him, But then your son tugs on your jacket and says, “Daddy, that’s me, That’s my name they’re calling” Before you know it, they have grabbed your boy. “Wait a minute, Hold on!” you say, running after them. “That’s my son.”
                “It’s okay,” they reply. “We think he has the right blood type. We just need to check one more time to make sure he doesn’t have the disease.”
                Five tense minutes later, outcome the doctors and nurses, crying and hugging each other; some are even laughing. It’s the first time you have seen anybody laugh in a week. An old doctor walks up to you and your spouse and says, “thank you, your son’s blood is perfect. It’s clean, it’s pure, he doesn’t have the disease, and we can use it to make the vaccine.”
                As the news begins to spread across the parking lot, people scream and pray and laugh and cry. You can hear the crowd erupting in the background as the gray-haired doctor pulls you and your spouse aside to say, “I need to talk to you. We didn’t realize that the donor would be a minor and we…we need you to sign a consent form.”
                The doctor presents the form and you quickly begin to sign it, but then your eyes catches something. The box for the number of pints of blood to be takes is empty.
                “How many pints?” you ask. That is when the old doctors smile fades, and he says,”We had no idea it would be a child. We weren’t prepared for that”.
                You ask him again, “how many pints?” The old doctor looks away and says regretfully, “We are going to need it all!”
                “But I don’t understand. What do you mean you need it all? He’s my only son!”
                The doctor grabs you by the shoulders, pulls you close, looks you straight in the eyes, and says, “We are talking about the whole world here, Do you understand? The whole world. Please sign the form. We need to hurry!”
                “But can’t you give him a transfusion?” You plead.
                “If we had clean blood we would, but we don’t. Please, will you sign the form?”
                What would you do?
                In numb silence you sign the form because you know it’s the only thing to do. Then the doctor says to you, “Would you like to have a moment with your son before we get started?”
                Could you walk into that hospital room where your son sits on a table saying, “Daddy? Mommy? What’s going on?” Could you tell your son you love him? And when the doctors and nurse come back in and say, “I’m sorry we’ve got to get started now; people all over the world are dying,” could you leave? Could you walk out while your son is crying out to you, “Mom? Dad? What’s going on? Where are you going? Why are you leaving? Why have you abandoned me?”
                The following week, they hold a ceremony to honor your son for his phenomenal contribution to humanity…but some people sleep through it, others don’t even bother to come because they have better things to do, and some people come with pretentious smiles and pretend to care, while others sit around and say, “This is boring!” Wouldn’t you want to stand up and say, “Excuse me! I’m not sure if you aware of it or not, but the amazing life you have, my son died so that you could have that life. My son died so that you could live. He died for you. Does it mean nothing to you?”

                Perhaps this is what God wants to say.

                Father, seeing it from your eyes should break our hearts. Maybe now we can begin to comprehend the great love you have for us.

                Kelly, M. (2010). Rediscovering Catholicism (2nd ed.). Cincinnati, OH: Beacon Publishing.
                Tim - Retired Problem Solver

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                • riverbabe
                  Senior Member
                  • May 2005
                  • 3373

                  #10
                  Timo, I really don't want to get into a religious discussion here. Sorry. The titles I mentioned below are very enlightening and a little more controversial than you might expect.
                  Last edited by riverbabe; 03-14-2013, 06:06 AM.

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                  • riverbabe
                    Senior Member
                    • May 2005
                    • 3373

                    #11
                    Originally posted by billyjoe View Post
                    River, I thought it interesting that in Italian Francesco is the masculine for Francis while Francesca is the feminine form as we use Francis and Frances. In Poland a girl's last name ends in an "a" while her fathers name ends in an "i". I found this out from my son's fiancee. I asked her why the Polish I know here usually end in an "i" , both fathers and daughters. She said "they don't follow the rule".

                    ----------------billy
                    Billy, your family never ceases to amaze me. Never a dull moment

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                    • mimo_100
                      Senior Member
                      • Sep 2003
                      • 1784

                      #12
                      Originally posted by riverbabe View Post
                      Timo, I really don't want to get into a religious discussion here. Sorry. The titles I mentioned below are very enlightening and a little more controversial than you might expect.


                      Add this one to your list so you can get the full picture.

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                      Tim - Retired Problem Solver

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                      • riverbabe
                        Senior Member
                        • May 2005
                        • 3373

                        #13
                        Originally posted by mimo_100 View Post
                        Add this one to your list so you can get the full picture.

                        http://www.inhisname.com/by.php?cat=...m#.UUIUntbrfhI
                        okay thanks.

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