So, calling priests “Father” is technically incorrect by Church law

JIMMY AKIN.ORG: Calling Priests “Father” In Latin

So it seems that calling priests “Father” is something that happens in vernacular languages like English (Father) or Spanish (Padre) or Arabic (Abunah) but not (at least not typically) in the Church’s official documents.

Interesting.

I said to my friend: “I bet there are a bunch of priests who don’t know they are ‘Lord So-and-So’ in Latin.”

My friend: “Let’s not tell them.”

The tradition of calling priests Father is likely a testament to their spiritual fatherhood of all they care for. Many people criticize the Church for this tradition, citing Jesus word’s in Matthew 23:9: “Call no one on earth your father; you have but one Father in heaven.” (Make me wonder how some of those who cite this verse refer to their male parent.) But Saint Paul himself refers to himself as the father of the Corinthians: “Even if you should have countless guides to Christ, yet you do not have many fathers, for I became your father in Christ Jesus through the gospel.” (1 Cor 4:15) Plus, there are numerous references to Abraham as the fathers of all the Jews.

We obviously can’t ignore what Paul wrote, and just cast it off as an error, unless we want to deny the inspiration of the first letter to the Corinthians. At the same time, we can’t ignore Jesus words, either. So how to reconcile these passages.

Let’s begin by taking a closer look at the context of Jesus’ remark:

Then Jesus spoke to the crowds and to his disciples,

saying, “The scribes and the Pharisees have taken their seat on the chair of Moses.
Therefore, do and observe all things whatsoever they tell you, but do not follow their example. For they preach but they do not practice.
They tie up heavy burdens and lay them on people’s shoulders, but they will not lift a finger to move them.
All their works are performed to be seen. They widen their phylacteries and lengthen their tassels.
They love places of honor at banquets, seats of honor in synagogues,
greetings in marketplaces, and the salutation ‘Rabbi.’
As for you, do not be called ‘Rabbi.’ You have but one teacher, and you are all brothers.
Call no one on earth your father; you have but one Father in heaven.
Do not be called ‘Master’; you have but one master, the Messiah.
The greatest among you must be your servant.
Whoever exalts himself will be humbled; but whoever humbles himself will be exalted.

Seen in the full context, this verse is an admonition against pursuing earthly honors and giving someone the honor and respect properly due only to God, not an admonition against honoring someone as having had a deep impact on your life or faith. So while it turns out that “Father” isn’t an official title for Catholic priests, it’s still an appropriate one given their proper role in our lives.

“Strikeouts are boring! Besides that, they’re fascist.”

The words of Crash Davis echoed through my head last night after the second inning of the Blue Season Opener last night. By that time, 4 of the first six Myrtle Beach batters had struck out and five of the first 7 Blue Rocks batters had done the same.

By the start of the fourth inning, I was thinking about how badly I had to go to the bathroom, but couldn’t because two no-hitters were in progress. While the Blue Rocks lost their no-hitter (and perfect game) with two outs in top of the fourth, the Blue Rocks batters didn’t get their first hit until the bottom of the sixth. (I’ve never seen a no-hitter in person, so I wasn’t going to jinx a no-hitter by anyone, even against my team.)

The starting pitchers were just impressive. While they were likely aided by a large strike zone by the home plate umpire (many batters were disgusted by some of the called strikes), they would have been overpowering even with a smaller target. While this early in the season, both pitchers were on a low pitch count, their game scores are still impressive:

Blake Wood (Blue Rocks): 75
Hanson (Pelicans): 79

The night was much warmer than I expected s I did manage to keep score, tracking every pitch as I like to do. (There are a few pitches I missed. For example, I have no idea whether the pitches on some of the stolen base attempts were balls or strikes as I do prefer to keep my eye on the game.)

I saw a large number of people I knew there, many more than at any other game I’ve ever been. Former Attorney General and current state judge Jane Brady was in line in front of me with her husband (and actually recognized me before I recognized her), I bumped into former Lieutenant Governor candidate Jim Ursomarso with his family in the gift shop, my former associate pastor brought a group of kids from his high school as well as other friends.

It was a good time. Even with Opening Day being the greatest secular day of the year, it never truly feels like baseball season until I actually attend a game in person. Getting to do it on a night much warmer than past Opening Days was even nicer. It looks like, and the radio announcers seemed to confirm this, that scoring will be a problem this year, but it’s still nice to have baseball back.