Tuesday, April 30, 2013
~Miguel de Unamuno
Monday, April 29, 2013
~St. Catherine of Siena
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Friday, April 26, 2013
then in the secret of my heart teach me wisdom.
O Lord, open my lips
and my mouth shall declare Your praise.
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
“At the times when you remember God, increase your prayers, so that when you forget Him, the Lord may remind you.”
“If a man tries to overcome temptations without prayer and patient endurance, he will become more entangled in them instead of driving them away.”
“Some call men intelligent because they have the power of discernment on the sensible plane. But the really intelligent people are those who control their own desires.”
“He who does not persevere in examining his conscience will not endure bodily suffering for God’s sake.”
“Accept present afflictions for the sake of future blessings; then you will never weaken in your struggle.”
“When harmed, insulted or persecuted by someone, do not think of the present but wait for the future, and you will find he has brought you much good, not only in this life but also in the life to come.”
~St. Mark the Ascetic (5th Century)
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
~Rainer Maria Rilke (re-posted)
Monday, April 22, 2013
gratefully makes of them a single symbol,
expels all the noisy ones from his palace and
becomes in a new way festive.
Then You, God, are the guest whom he receives
in gentle evening hours. You are the second to
his solitude, the quiet center of his monologues,
and every time he circles around You,
You stretch his compass beyond time.”
~Rainer Maria Rilke
Sunday, April 21, 2013
What joy the blest assurance gives!
He lives, He lives, who once was dead;
He lives, my everlasting Head!
He lives, to bless me with His love,
He lives, to plead for me above.
He lives, my hungry soul to feed,
He lives, to help in time of need.
He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend,
He lives, and loves me to the end;
He lives, and while He lives, I’ll sing;
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King.
He lives, and grants me daily breath;
He lives, and I shall conquer death:
He lives, my mansion to prepare;
He lives, to bring me safely there.
He lives, all glory to His Name!
He lives, my Savior, still the same;
What joy the blest assurance gives;
I know that my Redeemer lives!
~Words: Samuel Medley & Music: John Hatton
Saturday, April 20, 2013
~Nicodemus of the Holy Mountain
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
The bird has found for him
a house and the turtledove a
nest where to place her
chicks. Your altars, Lord of
the armies, my King and my
God, they are for me this nest.
Blissful those that inhabit Your
house: they will be able to
praise You for the centuries
of the centuries.
(Photo taken by Remo Savisaar)
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
let us not dream that He is everywhere other than where we die.
Let us make haste.
Let us draw patience from Him.
Let us turn to the Man of Sorrows
who beckons us from the cross.
Because He is with us as on Easter morn,
let us not forgo the blood He shed.
Let us break the bread.
Let us drink from the chalice of passage.
Let us greet the One who sacrifices Himself
by loving us until the end.
~From the movie: Of Gods and Men
Monday, April 15, 2013
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Dear Christ Jesus,
help us to spread Your fragrance everywhere we go.
Flood our souls with Your spirit and life.
Penetrate and possess our whole being,
that our lives may only be a radiance of Yours.
Shine through us,
and be so in us,
that every soul with whom we come in contact
may feel Your presence in our soul.
Let them look up and see no longer us
but only Jesus.
Stay with us,
and then we shall begin to shine as You shine;
so to shine as to be a light to others;
the light, O Jesus, will be all from You,
none of it will be ours;
it will be You, shining on others through us.
Let us thus praise You in the way You love
by shining on those around us.
Let us preach You without preaching,
not by words but by our example,
by the catching force,
the sympathetic influence of what we do,
the evident fullness of the love our hearts bear to You.
~A prayer adapted from the writings of John Henry Newman
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Friday, April 12, 2013
“Nothing will make us so charitable and tender to the faults of others, as, by self-examination, thoroughly to know our own.”
Thursday, April 11, 2013
“The sense of right and wrong . . . is so delicate, so fitful, so easily puzzled, obscured, perverted, so subtle in its argumentative methods, so impressionable by education, so biassed by pride and passion, so unsteady in its course, that in the struggle for existence amid the various exercises and triumphs of the human intellect, the sense is at once the highest of all teachers yet the least luminous.”
~John Henry Newman
Of course, God is still at work (Indeed, how great is His mercy!) . . .
“The comparative study of ethics, which is apt in its earlier stages to impress the student with a bewildering sense of the diversity of moral judgments, ends rather by impressing them with a more fundamental and far-reaching uniformity. Through the greatest extent of time and space over which we have records, we find a recurrence of the common features of ordinary morality, which to my mind at least is not less impressive than the variations which also appear.”
Not all is hidden and obscured:
“For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and Godhead, so that they are without excuse”
Teach me Your way, O Lord;
I will walk in Your truth;
Unite my heart to fear Your name.
I will praise You, O Lord my God, with all my heart,
And I will glorify Your name forevermore.
For great is Your mercy toward me,
And You have delivered my soul from the depths of Sheol.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Genesis is where God made man and woman for each other. The created cannot overturn the work and will of the Creator without dire consequences. Making homosexual ‘marriage’ legal will not make it right and will further add to the moral confusion of our times. What is called ‘progressive’ currently is many times simply a cover for a radical ideology which fails to respect human dignity and undermines morality, marriage, and the family. The agenda calling itself ‘progressive’ in American politics today is not progressive; it is regressive and ripe with moral decay. It is adding to the downward spiral of our civilization.
G. K. Chesterton prophesied well, “We will not be able to destroy the family. We will merely destroy ourselves by disregarding the family.”
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
seek in unexpected places,
the creeks and rivers of release!
Seek the snow falling on sleeping fields or mountain peaks,
seek the rain, seek the sun a moment before dawn,
when the forest to the east bursts into flames
and the lake is as blue as a pauper’s crown.
Seek the tent of those abandoned in the desert!
Seek those who have known many paths, many woes,
yet have retained their dignity.
Seek the silent and listen to them speaking!
Seek the prisoner released.
Seek the wedding feast,
seek love, which is the royal wedding feast!
For with all its imperfections it is the work of art
before its final form is complete.
Seek the lost kingdom at the feet of mountains,
seek the interior palace!
Carry the great treasure of your burden
and serve it to the guests.
Run across the thinnest ice, laughing—or weeping if you must—
as you must, as I must, as each man must—
yet remember that laughter should enfold all weeping.
Seek the eye of childhood!
Seek the eye of purified old age!
Seek those who value good fools,
seek those who have mercy on bad fools.
Seek the wise but remember they are only dust,
seek the innocent, but remember the trials ahead of them.
Seek the strong and the weak, and love them equally,
know that their tests are only variations on the unified theme.
Seek the eternal in the present,
seek the past and the future,
link them with the trajectory of your course,
for you are
you are the vessel.
Monday, April 8, 2013
between his place of business and his home,
arrested by the shock of sails encased in glass,
is for a moment paralyzed, unable now to pass.
He stares into a mirror of himself, or memory of childish dreams,
hears again the heroes shout as they fight and love the sea.
He calls to them, but to himself he speaks: I do not know what I have lost,
do not remember when.
A captain calls to him from on the heaving deck:
I will tell you the tale, he cries,
of what I have learned upon the sea.
For this is what she teaches,
of losing and finding,
of answering and quests:
A voyage is a movement embraced by departure and arrival,
an arc between speaking and hearing.
More it asks of us than we of it.
Look neither to your right nor to your left, my mariner;
see the bowsprit tilting northward to the axle of the world,
and beyond it the star-dipper full of quenching dreams,
and farther still the arching bow, the quiver full, the future waiting.
Will you dream with me the long-abandoned ways,
and be with me again the father-king and his valiant son
well met upon the sea?
Odysseus in the city streets then dares reply:
I hear your songs and groans, he cries,
but where are those who might have been?
What would I impart if they were by me now?
Seek now the glorious moment, I would say,
the act that lives as a sign in memory.
Seek the indestructible truth, I would declare,
seek, if you wish, this art or toy through which a soul,
gone these many years, now speaks to you....
Sunday, April 7, 2013
27 Then He said to Thomas, “Put your finger here, and see My hands; and put out your hand, and place it in My side. Do not disbelieve, but believe.” 28 Thomas answered Him, “My Lord and my God!” 29 Jesus said to him, “Have you believed because you have seen Me? Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.”
“Worthy is the Lamb who was slain
To receive power and riches and wisdom,
And strength and honor and glory and blessing!”
13 And every creature which is in heaven and on the earth and under the earth and such as are in the sea, and all that are in them, I heard saying:
“Blessing and honor and glory and power
Be to Him who sits on the throne,
And to the Lamb, forever and ever!”
11 Now I saw heaven opened, and behold, a white horse. And He who sat on him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness He judges and makes war. 12 His eyes were like a flame of fire, and on His head were many crowns. He had a name written that no one knew except Himself. 13 He was clothed with a robe dipped in blood, and His name is called The Word of God. 14 And the armies in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, followed Him on white horses. 15 Now out of His mouth goes a sharp sword, that with it He should strike the nations. And He Himself will rule them with a rod of iron. He Himself treads the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God. 16 And He has on His robe and on His thigh a name written:
KING OF KINGS AND
LORD OF LORDS.
Friday, April 5, 2013
To participate in this new order, man must open his heart. He must free himself from the clutches of natural existence and advance to meet the things to come. He must eradicate the old, deeply rooted claim that this world is sufficient unto itself, the essential and only reality; he must admit that earthly existence even at its best is stained and discredited in the eyes of God....”
Thursday, April 4, 2013
On whom in affliction I call,
My comfort by day, and my song in the night,
My hope, my salvation, my all.
Where dost Thou, dear Shepherd, resort with Thy sheep,
To feed them in pastures of love?
Say, why in the valley of death should I weep,
Or alone in this wilderness rove?
O, why should I wander an alien from Thee,
And cry in the desert for bread?
Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see,
And smile at the tears I have shed.
He looks, and ten thousands of angels rejoice,
And myriads wait for His word;
He speaks, and eternity, filled with His voice,
Re-echoes the praise of the Lord.
Dear Shepherd, I hear and will follow Thy call;
I know the sweet sound of Thy voice.
Restore and defend me, for Thou art my All,
And in Thee I will ever rejoice.
~Words: Joseph Swain & Music: Freeman Lewis
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
~St. Francis de Sales
“When we choose deliberately to obey Him, then He will tax the remotest star and the last grain of sand to assist us with all His almighty power.”
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
“She had not remembered the words of her dolphin poem, while he has remembered it ever since, each word distinct within its whole. What is this mysterious overflow of the soul’s secret languages, so close to the surface in the heart of a child but buried deep under the weight of experience or crowded aside by practical matters as the years unfold? The voice of mankind speaking its thoughts and singing its songs and breathing its poems. Little dreams that evaporate almost upon leaving the lips. Where do they come from, and where are they going? And who are we, if such mysteries pour from our mouths?”
Monday, April 1, 2013
~G. K. Chesterton