Friday: from the archives

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Friday: from the archives

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Today is the Feast of the Triumph of the Cross.  I like to think of it as the triumph of God’s incredible love for us.  Below is a reading by St. Anselm trying to convey how much Christ loved us from the cross:

Jesus is sweet in the bowing of His head and in death, sweet in the stretching out of His arms, sweet in the nailing together of His feet with one nail.

Sweet in the bowing of His head; for bending down His head form the cross He seems to say to His loved one: ‘Oh My beloved, how often hast thou desired to enjoy the kiss of My mouth, declaring to Me through thy comrades, “Let Him kiss me with the kiss of His mouth.” I am ready, I bow My head, I offer My mouth to be kissed as much as thou wilt.  And say not…

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Officer Patrick O’Rourke’s wife

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Channel 7 Action News interview with the wife of West Bloomfield Police Officer Patrick O’Rourke who was killed on September 10, 2012 in the line of duty during a standoff between police and a barricaded gunman identified as Ricky Coley.

This is absolutely inspiring.  Let’s keep her and her children in prayer and pray for the grace to respond as well as she is during this tragic time in her life.

Interview with O’Rourke’s wife

The love of the Father (5)

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Picking up again with selections from Fr. Joseph Langford’s, Mother Teresa’s Secret Fire:

“How often, in struggling with our weakness and failures, have we felt alone and ashamed, unworthy of God, tempted to flee from his presence as Adam and Eve after the Fall?  After tasting this inner bitterness and pain wrought by our own sin and our own hands, have we not feared being abandoned by Love?”

“[T]he God revealed in Scripture [is] a God whose thirst moves him to reach out to us, to bring us back when we are lost; a God who is always seeking after us, always drawing us to himself.”

“In our darkest moments, in our own dark night of the soul, we all yearn to know that Love has not left us.  We long to be assured that God does not flee from our faults, that he does not demand we first scale some moral Olympus before we can win back his favor.”

 

Petal upon pink petal

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A Sunday-poem from Mother Mary Francis:

On Beholding a Field of Pink Lilies

Go, toss your pretty heads!
And who shall blame you,
Seeing your image in the eyes of God?

Petal upon pink petal,
Flirt with breezes
Leaning from dawn to watch your coquetry.

But suddenly my smiles
Of kind indulgence
Melt into tears to see you casting down,

Petal upon pink petal,
Your brief living
Gladly and gaily into the lap of God.

~Mother Mary Francis, P.C.C.