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It's 2008, so where's my rocket pack?

We're over the hump of Christmas, as if Christmas were something one had to "get through." Today is a jam-packed day, however, we've got New Year's Day, the circumcision of our Lord, the feast of the Holy Name, and an RC feast about Mary, the Mother of God. Without consulting any references, it took me some time to connect the dots of the meaning of the Holy Name feast. Today is eight days after Christmas, typically for Jewish parents they would wait until eight days to circumcise their sons, at which point they would name him. I don't know if there was a similar procedure for daughters. So, the angel gives instructions to name him Jesus, actually Joshua, Jesus being the Greek form, hence the circumcision and the Holy Name feasts occurring on the same day.

A low-key day for us. We slept in late. Woke up to three inches of wet snow. Too wet to enjoy sledding without snow pants. We did socialize as we went to a friend's home (nearly nine years in the making) and enjoyed a few hours there. After that, home, devotions, and more presents: Rhonwyn's first Bible, Cai opened a marble maze that he can build, and I was given a DVD copy of Ratatouille, one of the best films of the year.

Will 2008 mean portable rocket transportation? Not if the Chinese and Indians continue building a middle class who drive cars. Perhaps 2009 will be the year of the teleporter.
Pax

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