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Tag: life (8 entries)

Blind Monk’s Interview

· 28 January 2008 | 608 words

Near the end of the film Into Great Silence (technically it is a film, but it is something more), there is an interview with an old, blind monk. The years of solitude do not wear heavy on him. He is...

The Journey

· 11 September 2007 | 486 words

From Br. Joseph -- We are called to help each other to heaven. The last paragraph to C.S. Lewis' sermon, "The Weight of Glory", is extraordinary writing. Lewis, contrary to the times, is not afraid to talk about heaven. He...

As Kingfishers Catch Fire

· 28 May 2007 | 122 words

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame; As tumbled over rim in roundy wells Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name; Each mortal thing does one...

Anticipation

· 4 April 2007 | 105 words

Part of me feels heavy with anticipation of Good Friday. The Passion always makes me hang my spiritual head low. All is His pain and suffering and loneliness. Part of me feels light and giddy with anticipation for Easter. The...

How It was Supposed to Be

· 22 March 2007 | 180 words

Romano Guardini, in his book The Lord, describes how it was supposed to be: God has shaped human life mysteriously indeed. Man's essence is meant to leap up to its God and return with the life it has [received] from...

Gradual and All at Once

· 13 March 2007 | 79 words

In one day, yesterday, I noticed the hint of green among the barren trees along the road sides. The blossoms on the Bradford pear trees are beginning to open, preparing to share their white bouques with the world. The pair...

Living Faith

· 1 January 2007 | 342 words

I have had several people at different times tell me in counsel to "live my faith." I was usually struggling through something at the time, a bit lost and confused about certain things, and my initial response every time was,...

Life is like a pearl…

· 26 December 2006 | 152 words

Life is like a pearl: it needs a grain of sand at its center--death--as the irritant, the enemy, to stimulate the production of the mother-of-pearl of life around it. But death remains at its center. At the heart of...