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Monthly Archives: March 2018
Pope abolishes hell …
Ben Myers (aka @FaithTheology) is on a roll over at Twitter. I don’t know if he’s the creator of the “Pope abolishes hell” meme, but he’s certainly contributing to it in an inspired way. Here are some of my favorites! … Continue reading
Posted in Humor
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The Cross of Christ the Measure of the World
by John Henry Newman A great number of men live and die without reflecting at all upon the state of things in which they find themselves. They take things as they come, and follow their inclinations as far as they … Continue reading
Meditating Four Quartets: Little Gidding (V/2)
We die with the dying; / See, they depart, and we go with them. / We are born with the dead: See, they return, and bring us with them. The first part of the verse is striking but not surprising. … Continue reading
Posted in T. S. Eliot
Tagged Arvo Part, Four Quartets, Julian of Norwich, Little Gidding, Silouan, T. S. Eliot
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Meditating Four Quartets: Little Gidding (V)
Fifth Movement What we call the beginning is often the end / And to make an end is to make a beginning. / The end is where we start from. February 2014—I began with Burnt Norton. Of course. One begins … Continue reading
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Caught in the act of atonement
Originally posted on An Open Orthodoxy:
My thanks to Fr Aidan for sharing a wonderful article by Gerhard Forde (d. 2005) of Lutheran Seminary (St. Paul) with me this morning. The article, “Caught in the Act: Reflections on the Work…
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“She could never be a saint, but she thought she could be a martyr if they killed her quick”
She could hear the distant sound of the calliope and she saw in her head all the tents raised up in a kind of gold sawdust light and the diamond ring of the ferris wheel going around and around up … Continue reading
