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[camwyn]

I may be switching to the Lutheran side of Sears, but I still retain a number of habits from a Catholic upbringing, and one of them is a desperate urge to invoke appropriate patron saints in anxiety-making situations.

JOSEPH of Cupertino

Also known as
Joseph of Copertino; the Gaper (derogatory term from his childhood); the Flying Friar; Joseph Desa...

...His life became a series of visions and ecstasies, which could be triggered any time or place by the sound of a church bell, church music, the mention of the name of God or of the Blessed Virgin or of a saint, any event in the life of Christ, the sacred Passion, a holy picture, the thought of the glory in heaven, etc. Yelling, beating, pinching, burning, piercing with needles - none of this would bring him from his trances, but he would return to the world on hearing the voice of his superior in the order. He would often levitate and float (which led to his patronage of people involved in air travel), and could hear heavenly music...

Patronage
air crews; air travellers; aircraft pilots; astronauts; aviators; flyers; paratroopers; students; test takers


So, er.

Yeah, my brain's in Florida at the moment.

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[http://users.livejournal.com/_geekie_/]

I may be switching to the Lutheran side of Sears

Join us. *zombie voice*

We have cupcakes.

[lots42.livejournal.com]

Catholics have doughnuts.

And guilt.

Yumm, doughnuts!

[paradisacorbasi.livejournal.com]

*headtilt*

Is Emily threatening Cape Canaveral or is this something deeper?

[camwyn]

"Oh Noe! We Have Thunderstorms!"

"Oh Noe! We Had To Repair Some Damage!"

"Oh Noe! We're Using An Outdated Piece Of Equipment To Get Us Into Space For The First Time In Years!"

"AIEEEE! EMILYJIRA!"

Little bit too much office CNBC, 's all.

[paradisacorbasi.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes. The "Let's use old outdated equipment to go to space for the first time in years" thing. That's a good reason to pray to the saint of those who travel aeronautically.

Oy.

Why are we shuttling again, anyway?

[camwyn]

'cos we were too wibbly about other areas of politics to get serious about the space program, except when it would make us look more studly to say 'we're goin' to Mars', so we junked all the other options? I dunno.

I'll be over here trying to buy Scaled Composites logo patches.

[lots42.livejournal.com]

Because space needs exploring!

[lots42.livejournal.com]

Air travel, eh? Obviously this wasn't invented until hundreds of years after this guy lived...

so when air travel became predominant, presumably the Pope ordered the interns to look for a guy to be it's patron saint.

And they came up with a levitating psychopath.

Yeah, that makes me feel REAL confident.

Air Traveler: "Dear God, please bless this plane."

God: "Joseph, I got one for you."

Joseph: "AUUUGH BLAREGH BLARGH BLIPPITY BLOO!"

[zed42.livejournal.com]

st. joseph == taz?

i'm curious how students and test-takers got lumped in there...

[zsero.livejournal.com]

Psychopath?

[feonixrift.livejournal.com]

He wasn't *mad*, so much as buoyant.

[lwood.livejournal.com]

I may be switching to the Lutheran side of Sears,

Hey, whoa, I missed that memo...

but I still retain a number of habits from a Catholic upbringing,

*raises hand* Ditto.

and one of them is a desperate urge to invoke appropriate patron saints in anxiety-making situations.

*cough* Still have that one, only, y'know, "gods" instead of "saints." And, if you act now and get on the Afro-Diasporan side of things, you can still chum around with God, Jesus, and the whole sainterrific conga line!

His life became a series of visions and ecstasies, which could be triggered any time or place by [a large number of things but he would return to the world on hearing the voice of his superior in the order.

Sad, really, that there's little place for ecstatic contemplatives in the modern Church. Not that there'd been much place back then, but at least they had one. "Okay, Joe's going to the monastery now. We'll train him to come back when the abbot tells him to, and in the meantime we might get an interesting revelation or two out of it. Let's go, buddy, on the wagon."

Joseph: "..." (because ecstatic experiences do very, very poorly at condensing into words)

-- Lorrie

[kaikias.livejournal.com]

And, if you act now and get on the Afro-Diasporan side of things, you can still chum around with God, Jesus, and the whole sainterrific conga line!

*dies* Damn you, now I've got mental images of the sainterriffic conga line. Also, Shango and Oya both seem a little violent for this purpose; anyone in particular in mind?

[lwood.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Xango and Oya do both run hot, but Xango's good with bureaucracies (hellooooo, NASA!) and Oya loves to fly, so they wouldn't be completely inappropriate.

However, my primary practice isn't A-D, but Norse, and for that, I'd call Odin -- which gets you some of the same oddly mixed bag as Oya, I admit.

-- Lorrie

[kaikias.livejournal.com]

*laughs* That works neatly, then.

[little-birdy.livejournal.com]

Flippin' fuel gauge *mutters*

[zsero.livejournal.com]

This (http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/08520b.htm) doesn't sound good:

These conditions would occur at any time or place, especially at Mass or during Divine Service. Frequently he would be raised from his feet and remain suspended in the air. Besides he would at times hear heavenly music. Since such occurrences in public caused much admiration and also disturbance in a community, Joseph for thirty-five years was not allowed to attend choir, go to the common refectory, walk in procession or say Mass in church, but was ordered to remain in his room, where a private chapel was prepared for him.

Poor guy.