Tuesday, October 31, 2006

The Eve of All Hallows.

"It is only Christian men guard even pagan things".
-GK Chesterton

I can't get worked up in righteous fury about Hallowe'en. We dooked for apples and baked special cakes. We only had two kids round to trick or treat (we had carved pumpkins with candles lighted in the windows). They were quite good in their costumes (a 1920s gangster and a princess) They even had a joke and a poem to tell (not the usual "trick or treat" shakedown. They earned their sweeties. Instead of the ghosts and ghouls you could always try this one for your daughters next year:

Hail! Hail!

Away for the next couple of days to Lisbon. It's very important business. These good folk would understand...

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Catholic Schools: First Battle Won, War Not Over

Looks like Alan Johnson may have backed down. On a satirical radio programme last week, the house Trotsyite did make quite a funny comment about non-Catholic quotas which would chime with Fr Finnegan's experience:

"Does this mean parents will need a letter from the priest to say they definitely weren't seen regularly at Church?"

Chaplaincy bingo

I attended a meeting recently. The only contribution made by a chaplain (a minister of the Church of Scotland by Law Established) was a sentence about one minute long that contained ALL of the following:

Delivery of care;
Interfaith dialogue;
Goal setting;
Multidisciplinary togetherness...

...beat THAT!

I know I'm a Catholic because.....

...well, it's like this. The fridge broke down, is irreparable and we've ordered another one - a nice, shiny, retro SMEG fridge. So Mrs P brought home her little drinks fridge from work in the interim.Thing is, every time I open it, I have an overwhelming urge to genuflect.....

Welcome Brother Matt

Welcome to Matt Doyle, another Catholic medic blogger to add to the stable. Blessings on him, his blog, Lacrimarum Valle (which has hit the ground running), his wife and their baby due early next year. Jeepers, I thought having my boys as a fairly mature specialist registrar was hard work. Hats off to anyone having babies at the beginning of their medical careers, but then I'm a bit of a late developer....

We now have a range of photos on a similar Catholic-medic-tools theme. There's Dad With Noisy Kids in the States, then there's my photos of my tools andJoee, of course. Finally, Matt adds to the collection.

To paraphrase Delia Smith: "Come on Antonia, where are you? Let's be 'avin' you!"


Antonia has made the collection complete.

Friday, October 27, 2006

Dress Down Friday

After the motivational posters have some fun making your own cinema signs. You can get the generator HERE

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Academia Babylon

A chum sends me news of an event no-one should miss:

JOSEPH/YUSUF in the Hebrew Bible and the Qur'an, and thematically related New Testament texts.

Thursdays, 1-2pm, starting 5 October

All Blogchester University students and staff welcome. You bring a vegetarian sandwich and we'll bring fruit and chocolate.

Quite why Christians should consult a book in which the Trinity is denied, as is the crucifixion and quite why Jews should consult a book in which Abraham takes Ishmael and not Isaac up the mountain, I do not know.

And since when did lecturers start making dietary proscriptions?

You bring a vegetarian sandwich

I might fancy a pork pie - are you going to ban me?

Anyway, I can't make it that day.
I'm really upset at missing it. Not.

The Stones of Catholic England

This photo shows the outer wall of the cottage we stayed in. North Yorkshire had many famous abbeys and priories in the Middle Ages: Whitby, Rievaulx, Rosedale, Bolton, Jervaulx, Byland. Clearly, this stone was ripped from one of these buidlings in the wake of Henry's vandalism and used to build the cottage. It reminded me of one of the chapels at Ampleforth. It's the altar stone in St Benet's Chapel:

The altar-stone was found being used as a plain stone step in a local farmyard where it had, presumably, found its way after the dissolution of the monastery by Henry VIII in the 16th century. But the crosses carved into the centre and the corners are perfectly visible, and also the well for the relics of the saints over which mass could be said. After so much has happened, it is good to know that it is once more being used as it was intended to be.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Faith Catholic Schools

Two good pieces in the Telegraph of late about the attack on Catholic schools by Alan Johnson, the Thomas Cromwell de nos jour. First up Christopher Howse:
I can't help thinking that ideas about church schools have been turned on their heads. It is as if all money magically originates with the state, which then kindly hands out largesse for the benefit of religious believers.

Quite apart from the fact that the parents of Christian children are taxpayers who amply provide the Government with funds, the history of church schools is the opposite of a tale of state generosity. Before elementary education was made compulsory in 1870, all education to speak of was initiated by the Church, principally the Church of England, through parishes and pious endowments. Other schools were begun by Nonconformists and Methodists, and, as soon as they were again allowed to, Catholics.

Secondly, the Most Rev Vincent Nichols, Archbishop of Birmingham:

The alternative to secular multi-culturalism is not an enforced integration, such as we see in France. What is required is a proper and mutually respectful co-operation between religious faith and public authorities.

That has been our way in the past and it has given rise to good schools and a rich tradition of voluntary work, much inspired by religious belief. That is the road on which we must continue. But this amendment seems to signal an alternative and deeply divisive step. It has to be resisted.

I never quite trusted Archbishop Nichols when he was in Liverpool, feeling he was too Worlockian but his recent defence of the Holy Father after Regensburg on Newsnight and defence of the Church against Panorama has been impressive.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Gee, thanks guys

This was waiting for me on my desk - an unwanted gift to the non-religious brother-in-law of a colleague of mine (a lapsed Catholic). She thought (tongue firmly embedded in cheek) that I would appreciate it. The Last Supper as complete anarchy. What are they all doing? The Macarena? The Monkey? The Mashed Potato?

Just what is Our Blessed Lord holding in his hands? A large donner kebab? A slice of melon? On the plates - are they Pizza Express dough balls? I need help here.

I'm handing it over to a charity shop. It MAY give someone hours of spiritual comfort and contemplation. If you want it, you can have it if you give a donation to Aid to the Church in Need - but you'll have to come to Glasgow to collect it as it weighs about 2kg.

Monday, October 23, 2006

Wet Dog At Whitby

Here is the Bad Black Dog after a dip in the sea in the shade of the ruins of Whitby Abbey. The human members of the beach party didn't fancy a swim in the North Sea in October. "Lightweights" said the BBD.

Friday, October 13, 2006

Off On Hols

It's half term in Scotland ("October Week") and we're off to the land of my Fathers, God's Own Country, The North Yorkshire Moors for a well earned break. That's me, Mrs P, Paulinus Minor Major and Paulinus Minor Minor and Mrs P's Ma & Pa. And the dog.

I might even persuade the gang to see Ampleforth for a wee trip (High Mass on Sunday, maybe?)

No internet access, so see y'all in a week.

Tablet? We Don’t Need No Steenking Tablet!

In last week’s Tablet – as if to clarify everything I ever thought of him, Peter “Lion of Christendom” Stanford writes a paean of praise to conceptual artist, Corita Kent. Thankfully, it isn’t available online – I wouldn’t want you to read it. I read it in WHSmith (which I may have to confess on Saturday). Kent is of interest to Stanford as she was a nun for thirty years – needless to say she left the order in 1968. According to this hagiography:

“Her order encouraged members "to do their own thing," such as wearing street clothing and, in her case, designing prints in support of various social and political causes.”

Say no more, squire.

It continues:

"Sister Corita's classes ... were "events, happenings." Her leadership of the art department brought fame and crowds of visitors. There were also tensions and clashes with the head of the archdiocese."

No shit, Sherlock.

The Tablet prints, with glee, this ugly act of vandalism in the name of Art, done by the still “Sr” Mary Corita Kent.:

Stanford? We don’t need no steenking Stanford!

One Thing Anglicans Do Really Well

It is easy to find plenty of Catholic bloggers who will slag off Anglicans, but I love the English tradition of choral evensong (based, of course, on the parochial celebration of Vespers in the period before the so-called Reformation).

The weekly broadcast of this service on BBC Radio 3 has celebrated its 80th anniversary this week. You can listen to it on this link. Enjoy.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Mr Motivator

Here's my entry for the competition at Lapped Catholic


My other religious purchase was a replacement for my old copy of the "New Jerusalem Bible" which has seen me through good times and bad but which I've seen as an increasingly irritating translation (no offence, Dom Henry). So now, I have my lovely Ignatius (zippable) bible which even has a Miraculous Medal on the zip. It's a Catholic version of the RSV. I like it so much I got a copy for my goddaughter and a friend asked when he saw the spine "What's a Catholic Bible?". "Errr... It's one with all the bits that should be in it."

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

BritCathBlog Meme

Tagged! I’ve never been tagged before so it was a nice surprise when Mac tagged me. Given the relative paucity of Catholic blogrers in the UK this meme may run out of places to go quite quickly.

My own post

Creative liturgy is a guilty pleasure and my favourite one was the consecration of the creative liturgy space.

My favourite post by another blogger.

No contest. For the sheer power of its impact on the blogosphere (beyond the Catholic blogosphere) it has to be Joee’s piece on the Islamist fanatics outside Westminster Cathedral

My favourite Catholic UK website
Christendom Awake. As it highlights the work of the magnificent Dominican, Fr Aidan Nichols OP

To continue this meme I tag Antonia, Joee, 1Dayin7 and Fr Ray

The Only Liturgical Dancing I've Ever Enjoyed Watching

At the Triple Rock Church.
MC: And now, this weeks sermon is from our beloved the Reverend Cleophis James.

Rev: And now people. And now people. When I woke up this morning, I heard a disturbing sound. I said, when I woke up this morning I heard a disturbing sound. What I heard was the jingle-jangle of a thousand lost souls. And I'm talking about the souls of all the men and women, departed from this life. Wait a minute, the Lord says the souls of us here on earth is, secret of divine life, they'll not find. Because it's too late... too late yeah, too late for them to ever see again, the light they once chose not to follow, don't be lost when the time comes. For the day of the Lord cometh, as a thief in the night.
Amen. Amen.

Song - The Old Landmark (congregation singing and dancing).

Elwood: Jake, you alright?

[Ray of sunlight shines through the church onto Jake.]

Jake: The band.. (louder) The band..
Rev: Do you see the light?
Jake: (louder) The band!
Rev: Do you see the light?
Elwood: What light?
Rev: Have you seen the light?
Jake: Yes, Yes! Jesus H. tapdancing Christ, I have seen the light!

[Jake starts dancing with the others.]

Jake: The band Elwood. The band!
Elwood: The band? ... The band. The band? The band!
Rev: Praise God.
Elwood: And God bless the United States of America.

Bidding Prayers

Am I alone in getting increasingly pigged off with bidding prayers? Most of the time they read like the headlines from the News at Ten:

Let’s pray for peace in the Middle East (Oh, and it’s all the fault of America – and us)

Let’s pray for the United Nations (that’s right an organisation that has Iran and Libya lecturing the world about human rights)

Let’s pray for our Muslim brethren who are so angry about something or other

Let’s pray for the victims of the latest earthquake/crash/bomb/hurricane

And finally – a skateboarding duck!!!!!

A friend told me of a relatively recent event at Mass where the congregation put together the bidding prayers. Now we all know what that means: a coterie of hippies get together and put together a bunch of prayers about wimyns’ isshoos/gay and lesbian isshoos/Third World isshoos/anti-war isshoos etc etc

The basic subtext is to ensure that the white, male heterosexual members of the congregation are made to feel responsible for all the wrongs in the world from global warming to domestic abuse (and this is especially true of the priest who being a member of the clergy ticks all the wrong boxes).

So in this case some months ago a long, rambling, ill-informed bidding prayer began by having a pop a the Pope for his instructions to seminaries about the admission of men with strong homosexual tendencies to the priesthood. When the invective became clear the priest interrupted saying “No! No! You are quite wrong” and an unseemly argument between priest and reader began across the sanctuary. An extreme example I know, but two lessons become clear:

(1) Don’t let a caucus of the laity take over the writing of bidding prayers;

(2) God, being omniscient, sees the 10 O’Clock News and doesn’t need a précis on national and international affairs.

Monday, October 09, 2006

Fortified By The Rites of Holy Mother Church

A patient of mine died late last week. I had reviewed him the day before he died, when it was clear he would die within days, to ask if he wanted to see a priest – he declined. When his condition deteriorated the family asked for a priest to be called and when I saw him for my last visit on Friday afternoon I was concerned the priest would not get there in time. I fretted about it over the weekend and had an unbelievable sense of relief when I found out this morning that the saintly priest who visits the sick in my hospital got to him in time. He had accepted the Last Sacraments while he could.

It reminded me very much of the death of Lord Marchmain in Brideshead Revisited

"Outside the door Father Mackay became the simple, genial man I had known before."Well, now, and that was a beautiful thing to me. I've known it happen that way again and again. The devil resists to the last moment and then the Grace of God is too much for him."

I was pleased this old man had the comfort of final absolution. Please pray for his soul.

Postscript: By the weirdest coincidence Jimmy Akin posted on the canon law related to just this subject with particular reference to Lord Marchmain's case. Spooky.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Brown Paper Parcels All Tied Up With String...

I wanted some grass seeds to patch up the back lawn so I went to the really nice garden shop up the road. The difference between these wonderful, human institutions and the MegaGarden places is that they are run by people who can tell you about how to plant and grow something. Not only that but the seeds don't come in plastic bags, but in lovely brown paper parcels. With a piece of green garden twine to tie them up.

The Tools of my Trade

Not to be outdone by Dad With Noisy Kids, I took my camera to work on Friday.

2279 Even if death is thought imminent, the ordinary care owed to a sick person cannot be legitimately interrupted. The use of painkillers to alleviate the sufferings of the dying, even at the risk of shortening their days, can be morally in conformity with human dignity if death is not willed as either an end or a means, but only foreseen and tolerated as inevitable Palliative care is a special form of disinterested charity. As such it should be encouraged.

The Catechism of the Catholic Church

Moral Highground RIP

Bad news from Fr Tim. Moral Highground is no more. I'm very sad.

Here's what Iacobus wrote:

For everything there is a season: a time to keep silence and a time to speak.” (Ecclesiastes 3:7.)
I’ve decided, after long and careful thought, that this will be the last post I write for this blog. There are several reasons but the main one is that, once again, and despite my psuedonymity, my ’real-life’ identity is becoming more and more obvious. In the interests of my future, I don’t think it is wise to continue.
Thank you very much for visiting, for your comments and for the links- it’s been a lot of fun.

Laudetur Iesus Christus in aeternum!

That final sentiment should be what motivates every Catholic blogger.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

From Clever Priest to Smug Pundit

Aquinas' victory over Averroes by Benozzo Gozzoli

On today’s In Our Time on Radio 4 philosopher and former priest Sir Anthony Kenny was giving his opinion on the contribution to medieval philosophy of Islam, especially the philosophers, Averroes and Avicenna. You can imagine the sort of discussion – Islam the wonderful, tolerant religion; Islamic society responsible for the invention of everything from toilet paper to sherbet lemons.

In the context of the fact that Averroes was expelled by the Caliph for alleged polytheism for quoting Aristotle (such a tolerant religion Islam) Sir Anthony says (as I remember it)

“Of course, a public figure must be sure to mention the context and dissociate himself from the sentiments when quoting ancient sources”
Much knowing laughter from the assembled Islamophiles.

One point, that left a very nasty taste in the mouth, was the comment by Amira Bennison: “His [Averroes’] expulsion was seen as something of a demotion as the city he was sent to was full of Jews”. None of the contributors picked her up on it.

Sir Anthony is an distinguished philosopher who has lived a pleasant academic life in Oxford on the back of the philosophical training he had paid for by the Catholic Church (STL while at the Venerable English College, DPhil at St Benet’s Hall, Oxford) However, I’m not sure the Holy Father will be taking advice from a man who having accepted 9 years of education from the Catholic Church only to leave the priesthood, break his solemn priestly vows and profess agnosticism.

If you can be bothered, you can hear the programme again HERE (click on LISTEN AGAIN)

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

The Rocky Horror Rite of Solemnisation of a Same-Sex Civil Partnership Between Two Members of the Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgender Canine Community

I take this to be the next logical step in the C of E's "progress" (cf Fr Ray and The Canmore Kids)

Gene Robinson (for it is he): Peace be with you all!

Congregation: Oooooooooh! Hallo Bishop Gene! How bona to vada your dolly old eke! Troll in!

“Bishop” Gene: Hi there! It’s a pleasure to be here at St Julian the Apostate’s for this special service to solemnize (in a progressive way) this civil partnership between our canine friends, Fido and Buster

Womynpriest (for it is she): Gimme a hug!

“Bishop” Gene, the womynpriest and the deaconess have a big long hug

“Bishop” Gene: Since this is wedding, I thought we’d be all trad. I’ve put on my nicest vestments and we’re going to do it properly, using an adaptation (by myself and a young “friend”, Mr Tatchell) of the1662 Service.

Congregation: Oooh! Hark at her!

At the day and time appointed for solemnization of the Civil Partnership, the doggies shall come into the body of the Church with their friends and Significant Others: and there standing together, a doggie on the right hand, and the other doggie on the left, the “Bishop” shall say,
DEARLY beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God (or whoever), and in the face of this congregation, to join together this Dog and this other doggie in holy Civil Partnership; which is an honourable estate, instituted of Tony Blair in the time of man's innocency (as if!), signifying unto us the mystical union that is betwixt the Tony and the Realm; which holy estate… etc etc – hey you know the rest, you’ve seen “Four Weddings and a Funeral”

“Bishop” Gene: First, It was ordained for the procreation of little puppy dogs.
Congregation: Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!

“Bishop” Gene: Secondly, It was ordained for a remedy against sin, and to avoid fornication (I think we’ll draw a discrete veil over that, folks!)
Congregation: We don’t want to be judgemental.

“Bishop” Gene: Thirdly, It was ordained for the mutual society, help, and comfort, that the one ought to have of the other, both in prosperity and adversity. Hey! We’ve all been there. It’s like the song says:
“There may be trouble ahead
But while there’s music and moonlight and love and romance….”

Congregation: We know the rest, Sweetie

And also, speaking unto the doggies that shall be joined, he shall say,
I REQUIRE and charge you both, as ye will answer at the dreadful day of judgement when the secrets of all hearts shall be disclosed (or whatever) that if either of you know any impediment, why ye may not be lawfully joined together in a Civil Partnership, ye do now confess it. For be ye well assured, that so many as are coupled together otherwise than Tony Blair’s Word doth allow are not joined together by Tony; neither is their Civil Partnership lawful. So there!
If no impediment be alleged, then shall the Curate say unto the doggie,
Fido,WILT thou have this doggie to thy civil partner, to live together in a progressive kinda way? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all other unless the mood takes you otherwise, keep thee only unto him, until that fateful trip to the vet?
The Dog shall answer, Woof!.
Then shall Gene say unto the other doggie,
Buster, WILT thou have this doggie to thy civil partner, to live together in a progressive kinda way? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all other unless the mood takes you otherwise, keep thee only unto him, until that fateful trip to the vet?
The other doggie shall answer, Woof!.
Then shall the Genester say,
Who giveth this doggie to be in a civil partnership with this other doggie?

Julian Clary: I do!
Then shall they again loose their paws; and the doggie shall give unto the other doggie a collar (but not in a possessive sort of way), laying the same upon the book (Honest to God, by John Robinson) with the accustomed duty to the(Womyn) Priest and Clerk. And the Bishop Gene, taking the collar, shall deliver it unto the doggie, to put it round his neck. And Julian Clary holding the collar there, and taught by the Gene, shall say,
WITH this collar I thee wed, with my body I thee worship, and with all my worldly goods I thee endow: In the name of whichever concept of the Divine you understand. Amen.
Then shall the GenieBoy join their paws together, and say,
Those whom the State hath joined together let no man put asunder. (Unless and until they have irreconcilable differences or meet someone more in tune with their value system at that time.)
“Bishop” Gene: You may now slobber all over your partner
Congregation: Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!

Then shall the Boy Gene speak unto the people.
FORASMUCH as Fido and Buster. have consented together in a same-sex civil partnership, and have witnessed the same before the God-shaped space in our loves and this company, and thereto have given and pledged their troth either to other, and have declared the same by giving and receiving of a collar, and by joining of paws; I pronounce that they be doggie and doggie together, in a same-sex, truly Episopalian/newLabour progressive union, that we all wish to cherish and celebrate as part of an inclusive and diversity-recognising thingy.

“Bishop” Gene: Let us pray
Congregation: Do you have to bring God into everything?
“Bishop” Gene: It’s my job, ducky!

And GeneGenie shall add this Blessing.
The Spirit in the Sky, bless, preserve, and keep you; mercifully with his favour look upon you; and so fill you with all spiritual benediction and grace, that ye may so live together in this life, that in the world to come ye may have a place in the heavenly kennels. Amen.

There may now be some appropriate music: “Hound Dog”, “Who Let The Dogs Out?” or “ How Much Is That Doggie in the Window?”

There will follow a party at a fashionable nightclub with much disco dancing and partaking of Class A, B and C drugs.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Once again, I'm ashamed of Peter Stanford

A reader asks in the comments to my post about a Day of Catholic Mild Irritation:

My apologies, I'm an uninformed American here:

Who's Peter Stanford?

Who indeed. Peter Stanford is, he tells us:

"a writer and broadcaster. He has written for several national newspapers including The Guardian [no surprise there], The Independent and Independent on Sunday. He has presented and produced award-winning radio and television programmes and series, including three adaptations of his own books."

He also writes regularly for a moonbat left-wing rag called The New Statesman. He is essentially the tame Catholic the liberal media drag out when they want to have a go at the Church and when they want to put their own take on the Catholic Church and say "Well, look, here is THIS Catholic writer - he agrees with us". The BBC love him so much that if you search the BBC website you get the following:

Results from All of the BBC
Page 1 of 21 pages for "peter stanford"

That's right 10 entries per page, 21 pages - 210 individual entries for Peter.

I have to be honest I have paid no attention to him since I heard him on BBC Radio in response to a point made by the MP Michael Gove that he should want to convert people to the faith: "I don't want to convert anyone to Catholicism". Hardly steels one for the fight against a violently proselytising religion like Islam, does it?

Today, against the vast bulk of Catholic revulsion, he has written in of all places The Daily Telegraph, this noisome piece: Once again, I'm ashamed to be a Catholic. He makes unsubstantiated claims about the prevalence of abuse by Catholic priests as compared to the general population and makes no comparison with care workers, teachers or consultant child psychiatrists.

The really disingenuous thing about this is the failure to declare an interest. In the light of this shamefully biased programme, is it not peculiar that a Catholic writer should jump to the defence of the BBC? The fact is, Peter Stanford must have made quite a healthy living as a freelance over the past few years from the BBC. Not only has he written articles for their website, appeared on chat shows (Start the Week and the like) and made programmes for the BBC (The Devil A Biography), he's so up the fundament of the BBC he wrote a biography of a former Governor-General of the Corporation.

When I have a paper published I am quite rightly asked to declare any financial interest (such as grant funding). Peter Stanford is happy to declare he is a Catholic (though clearly his loyalty to the Magisterium is questionable) yet shy about declaring the fact that the BBC has been paying the mortgage for some considerable length of time.

Follow the money as someone once said.

Catholic medics

I liked this pic here. A breviary and a stethoscope. If I ever get to have a coat of arms (unlikely) it'll have those two implements on it. And a black labrador, dormant.

Hat tip Joee for pointing out Dad With Noisy Kids (I should have thought of that one, but I'm happy enough with In Hoc Signo Vinces)

In Hoc Signo Vinces

Young Joee asks "What does In Hoc Signo Vinces mean?"

In Hoc Signo Vinces means "In this sign conquer" and relates to a dream of the Emperor Constantine. Eusebius states that Constantine was marching with his army when he looked up to the sun and saw a cross of light above it, and with it the Greek words "Εν Τουτω Νικα" ("by this, conquer!", often rendered in Latin as In hoc signo vinces). At first, Constantine didn't know the meaning of the apparition, but in the following night, he had a dream in which Christ explained to him that he should use the sign against his enemies. As thanksgiving to the God of the Christians, Constantine issued the edict of Milan in 313, tolerating the Christian faith throughout the Empire. In the end Constantine himself accepted baptism before his death in 337

The Emperor adopted the Labarum, the military standard used by Constantine in his later wars against Licinius, showing the Chi-Rho sign.

I chose that as the name of the blog as I had reflected on the Cross last Lent and I was brought to a deeper understanding of the fact that only through Christ's sacrifice on the Cross could I be saved and through the daily re-enactment of that one, unique and precious sacrifice in the Mass could I have life.

The English translation of In Hoc Signo Vinces is found on the cap badge of the Army Chaplains Corps.