Posted by: Peadar Ban | July 23, 2012

Today, July 23, 2012

Here is something I grabbed from The Christian Book Corner’s FB page:

It is just a minute or so after 6:30 in the morning.  Outside the window robins sing, one of them a song so bright and beautiful just a few feet from here; whistling like a Disney film from the forties a different and more hopeful song from a different and more hopeful age. Its sound should drive bitterness away from even the most mordant soul.  He’s in the Japanese maple we planted the year before Sheila died so she could sit and enjoy all the birds and colors.  She sees them, now, from a better place.

It’s been a little more than an hour they’ve been singing.  One cannot help but think the softness of the rain is the reason for all this music ringing through the early morning air, so still and silent otherwise.  Think and hope that both keep up.  It isn’t only us and our lawns, the birds and animals, too, suffer from the drought, the heat.

One doesn’t need the calendar to know that summer’s wearing on and the days are beginning to show themselves well begun on the long slide from from their bright height down to winter’s dark chill.  Gray clouds were only a soft addition today, a slight deepening of the night’s sure progress into early morning, dawn’s arrival delayed, muted before the rain which, God willing, will not soon leave but stay softly falling on everything that needs it so.

One or two small pools of water on the road attract a thirsty bird, and in the little backyard bird bath, St. Francis standing by, a young blue jay, unsure of how to do very much at all, hops in and out.  His mother, one might imagine, may send him back to wash behind his ears, if mother jays are much the same as mothers of whom we have more knowledge and experience.

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The little bit about St. Bridget’s “obedience to her father” attracts one’s attention, don’t you think?  From that comes a daughter who is herself a saint, and almost seven hundred years of women whose obedience to their Father in heaven has given such beautiful service to the People of God, His church.  It is a strange message for the kind of world we live in today.  Who do you know who “heroically endures” almost anything these days until death?

But then, all the rest of the things we may read below are things that may strike many people as “strange” in light of a world which calls good what is harmful, and productive what is damaging, and affirms pride and selfishness while mocking humility and charity.

Would you have to courage to listen to the kind of friend St. Josemaria describes have such a conversation with you?  Would you think your friend loyal? Would you still consider the friend a friend?  Does your definition of friendship include such behavior?

Saint of the Day

St. Bridget of Sweden (14th century)
Bridget was the daughter of pious royal parents. In obedience to her father, she married and had eight children, the youngest of whom is St. Catherine. After her husband’s death, she renounced her rank of Princess, built a monastery, and founded the Brigittines. She heroically endured a long sickness until her death.

Reflections from the Saints

The joy of this life is nothing; the joy of the after life is everlasting.

– Bl. William Hart

Scripture Verse of the Day

2 Timothy 2:22

So flee youthful passions and pursue righteousness, faith, love, and peace, along with those who call on the Lord from a pure heart.

Life in Christ: Catechism #2346

Charity is the form of all the virtues. Under its influence, chastity appears as a school of the gift of the person. Self-mastery is ordered to the gift of self. Chastity leads him who practices it to become a witness to his neighbor of God’s fidelity and loving kindness.

One Minute Meditations

Pride
A friend of yours, loyally and charitably, points out to you, on your own, certain things which tend to mar your behaviour. You are convinced that he is mistaken: he does not understand you. If that false conviction, born of your pride, remains, you will never change.

I pity you: you lack the decision to seek holiness.

– St. Josemaria Escriva, Furrow, #707
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Today seems to call for something like this. One voice. One word. One day:

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  1. Reblogged this on Steven Atwood.

    • Thank you, Steven. That’s the first time anything like that’s happened.


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