Today being Septuagesima Sunday we followed the ancient custom of burying the Alleluia. You bury the Alleluia because you do not say the Alleluia during Lent. And Septuagesima Sunday is the start of the pre-Lent season.
Let me break for a gripe. It does not seem right and just that we are heading into Lent, I have to say that. What with the virus and everything we have hardly gotten to celebrate Christmas. The inner time clock is off, you know? There was hardly any Christmas and yet there is Lent.
Still Lent is on the way and so we had to bury the Alleluia. And I followed the by now ancient custom of lettering the Alleluia that would be buried at church. I have written about this before in other years. Every year I make the Alleluia and every year the church loses it.
Fie on the church, fie!
However. I sort of do not mind making the Alleluia all over again because I keep improving it. The Alleluia up above, I made that first this year. But then I just wanted to do it over. I was listening to Mozart's "Exsultate, Jubilate," which ends in the famous "Alleluia." And after I had listened to it twice, I sat down and did a new Alleluia. And I thought it was better.
It was more free!
I liked it so much I put it on Redbubble.
You can get it on coasters.
And on a laptop case.
Or on a T-shirt.
Isn't that great? Maybe it is a good thing after all that they lost my earlier Alleluias.
However. That still does not make it right. Before Mass this morning I took the Alleluia out of my sketchbook. Which, may I point out, it was on a huge piece of paper, 18 by 24 inches, something like that. I added a penciled note on the back. I put my name and phone number. And I wrote, "Please do not throw out."
We will have to wait to Easter -- when the Alleluia is resurrected -- to find out if my note did any good.
I bet I do not see it again!