THIS STORY, BELOW IS FOR COLLIN KELLEY.HINT:
"I say, cut the parlor tricks, Mary.."
See article from the AP, below.
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Faithful see Virgin Mary image in hospital window
Hundreds of people are being drawn to a Catholic hospital in Springfield by what they say looks like an image of the Virgin Mary in a window. Sister Kathleen Sullivan, senior vice president at Mercy Medical Center, said the image in a vacant, second-story office was first noticed Tuesday morning.
As many as 300 people, some weeping, gathered outside the building to take photographs, pray, and say the rosary.
Sullivan said while the cause of the image was not immediately clear, she was humbled by the show of faith. A spokesman for the Springfield Diocese said it could take the church years to investigate.
Deirdre Gogel, who came to see the image, called it comforting at a time of turmoil for the nation.
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Information from: The Springfield Republican, http://www.masslive.com/news/
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The quote I showcased in the title of this blog entry is from a poem by award-winning writer, Collin Kelley. He speaks of her many "sightings" with an unparalleled sense of cynicism, amd an odd hope, by the end of the poem, for a kind of redemption. Perhaps he'll post it here, or allow me to....
If you haven't seen that poem of his, you should.
In the by-the-way department, Collin Kelley will be LIVE at his blog(Twittering!) during tonight's Vice-Presidential Debate:
www.collinkelley.blogspot.com/

As I am a person of spiriuality who actually enjoys many of the rituals of Catholicism, I find these frequent "sightings" of the Virgin Mary pretty disturbing. I can't say whether they are real, or not, but I think it's much more important to look for Her presence, or "essence", if you will, in the goodness seen in everyday acts of kindness. The anonymous driver who offers gasoline to another in need; the child who decorates and writes letters for a soldier overseas; the elderly woman who visits abandoned infants at the hospital; the teenager who volunteers to groom, walk, or play with dogs at an animal rescue; the artist who volunteers time to her community--to teach, to enlighten.
I think real faith has very little to do with seeing holy images on everyday things, and much more to do with finding a holiness in everyday people.
Peace, kids.