After Mass on Sunday we got our throats blessed in accordance with the Feast of St. Blaise. Technically the feast of St. Blaise was Friday, Feb. 3, but you do the best you can, you know?
I was one of the stragglers because I was up in the organ loft. I snapped that picture of a few of the other last folks in line. The line was long! Many many throats were blessed by both Father Justus and our new pastor, Msgr. Joe. That is Father Justus doing the honors in this picture.
One reason I was late to the throat blessing was that after Mass I got gabbing with Josephine, the organist.
"St. Blaise is one of the 14 Holy Helpers," I told her. And I explained how the 14 Holy Helpers are saints turned to since medieval times for specific purposes. There is St. Blaise for the throat. St. Christopher for travel. St. Vitus for, I don't know, St. Vitus Dance. St. Barbara for fever. St. Elmo for, I don't know, St. Elmo's Fire. And I forget the rest, but with a little thought they will come to me.
Josephine said, "Mary, I never would have known that."
I said, "Nobody in the world knows that but me."
Which is true! With the exception of anyone who shared any of our previous 14 Holy Helpers adventures. Those folks would know that St. Blaise is a 14 Holy Helper.
And then. To top things off ....
Today I had to go to the endodontist. And I passed Fourteen Holy Helpers!
It was just like that other time a million years ago when I went to the same endo.
Holy West Seneca, Batman!
The 14 Holy Help is where you find it!
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