I just heard a discussion about whether or not Father’s vestments yesterday were pink, magenta or rose.  That discussion is held every year as Father Whoever, maybe a bit self-consciously,  proclaims the joy of Laetare Sunday and then proceeds to explain that he really isn’t wearing pink.  Unless a concerted effort is made by the priest to explain what laetare means,  the name of the Sunday is lost on 90% of the pew-sitters.  I just read an informative and funny post about the significance of this Sunday in Lent and invite you to read it too.