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To love people as Jesus loves them is to wash their feet, to serve them in humility; it is to help them to rise up in truth and love.... To love is to live in communion with others.

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To love people as Jesus loves them is to wash their feet, to serve them in humility; it is to help them to rise up in truth and love.... To love is to live in communion with others.

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All things are charged with love... God's Grandeur

Gerard Manley Hopkins captured the faith view that I want in his poem “God’s Grandeur.”The world is charged with the grandeur of God. . . . Nature is never spent; there lives the dearest freshness deep down things. . . ."

In her book Poetry as Prayer: Gerard Manley Hopkins, Maria Lichtmann quotes from his spiritual notes: “All things therefore are charged with love, are charged with God, and if we know how to touch them, give off sparks and take fire, yield drops and flow, ring and tell of him.”

Hopkins knew “how to touch” them and how to see God’s presence. As a youth, “he loved to climb to the top of tall trees and enjoy the view.” He could spend hours fascinated by an ant hill or studying the ice crystals in a puddle of water on cold mornings. He also knew dryness, frustration, rejection, and depression as his “terrible sonnets” reveal. “Send my roots rain,” he pleaded in his poem. “Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend with Thee.”

Like St. Francis, he lived the Paschal mystery

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Gerard Manley Hopkins captured the faith view that I want in his poem “God’s Grandeur.”The world is charged with the grandeur of God. . . . Nature is never spent; there lives the dearest freshness deep down things. . . ."

In her book Poetry as Prayer: Gerard Manley Hopkins, Maria Lichtmann quotes from his spiritual notes: “All things therefore are charged with love, are charged with God, and if we know how to touch them, give off sparks and take fire, yield drops and flow, ring and tell of him.”

Hopkins knew “how to touch” them and how to see God’s presence. As a youth, “he loved to climb to the top of tall trees and enjoy the view.” He could spend hours fascinated by an ant hill or studying the ice crystals in a puddle of water on cold mornings. He also knew dryness, frustration, rejection, and depression as his “terrible sonnets” reveal. “Send my roots rain,” he pleaded in his poem. “Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend with Thee.”

Like St. Francis, he lived the Paschal mystery

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Our time is limited...
The death of those we love brings a troubling awareness of our own mortality. James Oldo had that experience when he gazed into a friend’s grave, and it brought him to his senses. He determined to use whatever time he had left to build up treasures in heaven and to build God’s realm on earth. Our time is limited, too. We can use it well or foolishly: The choice is ours.
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The death of those we love brings a troubling awareness of our own mortality. James Oldo had that experience when he gazed into a friend’s grave, and it brought him to his senses. He determined to use whatever time he had left to build up treasures in heaven and to build God’s realm on earth. Our time is limited, too. We can use it well or foolishly: The choice is ours.
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A Friend Indeed ! Christ the Friend  He rose for us. He came to earth for us, he suffered for us, and he rose for us. Nothing in Christ was for himself. Nothing. He is all love, all self-giving, all obedience to the Father’s will for the sake of our salvation. He rose so that we might rise with him. In his Resurrection, we see what he is preparing for us. How eagerly he looks forward to that day when he will “wipe away every tear” (Revelation 7:17) from our eyes and welcome us into the fullness of life that is his eternal kingdom! The more faithful we are to him now, the more we will share in his glory when he raises us from the dead. Good friends fill our lives on earth with joy and comfort; only Christ can offer a joy that will keep growing forever.

Christ: I know it’s hard for you to feel the power and the joy of my Resurrection. You still need to grow in your faith and humility to be able to feel it. But you don’t need to feel it in order to believe in me. Think of my Resurrection often. The more you turn the eyes of your heart towards it, the more its light will illumine and warm your heart, until your whole life is gradually bathed in its power and joy. And I have given you a reminder – the sunrise. Each day, the sun comes up and brings light to the world, just as I rose from the darkness of death in order to conquer it forever with the light of my life

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Sat, 19 Apr 2014 05:18:34 -0500 http://community.beliefnet.com/belleo/blog/2014/04/19/a_friend_indeed_! http://community.beliefnet.com/belleo/blog/2014/04/19/a_friend_indeed_! Christ the Friend  He rose for us. He came to earth for us, he suffered for us, and he rose for us. Nothing in Christ was for himself. Nothing. He is all love, all self-giving, all obedience to the Father’s will for the sake of our salvation. He rose so that we might rise with him. In his Resurrection, we see what he is preparing for us. How eagerly he looks forward to that day when he will “wipe away every tear” (Revelation 7:17) from our eyes and welcome us into the fullness of life that is his eternal kingdom! The more faithful we are to him now, the more we will share in his glory when he raises us from the dead. Good friends fill our lives on earth with joy and comfort; only Christ can offer a joy that will keep growing forever.

Christ: I know it’s hard for you to feel the power and the joy of my Resurrection. You still need to grow in your faith and humility to be able to feel it. But you don’t need to feel it in order to believe in me. Think of my Resurrection often. The more you turn the eyes of your heart towards it, the more its light will illumine and warm your heart, until your whole life is gradually bathed in its power and joy. And I have given you a reminder – the sunrise. Each day, the sun comes up and brings light to the world, just as I rose from the darkness of death in order to conquer it forever with the light of my life

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The Cross of Christ, The Cosmic Tree

 

Cosmic Tree - Cross of ChristThis powerfully poetic sermon on the Cross of Christ as the Cosmic Tree was preached during Holy Week in the early church, somewhere around the 5th century, by someone whose name has been lost.  It was wrongly attributed to the great preacher St. John Chrysostom.  Pseudo-Chrysostom Homily VI for Holy Week (P.G. lix, 743-6).

 

This Tree is my eternal salvation.  It is my nourishment and my banquet.  Amidst its roots I cast my own roots deep: beneath its boughs I grow and expand, revelling in its sigh as in the wind itself.  Flying from the burning heat, I have pitched my tent in its shadow, and have found a resting-place of dewy freshness.  I flower with its flowers; its fruits bring perfect joy - fruits which have been preserved for me since time's beginning, and which now I freely eat.  This Tree is a food, sweet food, for my hunger, and a fountain for my thirst; it is a clothing for my nakedness; its leaves are the breath of life.  Away with the fig-tree, from this time on! If I fear God, this is my protection; if I stumble, this is my support; it is the prize for which I fight and the reward of my victory.  This is my straitened path, my narrow way; this is the stairway of Jacob, where angels pass up and down, and where the Lord in very truth standing at the head.

 

This Tree, vast as heaven itself, rises from earth to the skies, a plant immortal, set firm in the midst of heaven and earth, base of all that is, foundation of the universe, support of this world of men, binding-force of all creation, holding within itself all the- mysterious essence of man.  Secured with the unseen clamps of the spirit, so that, adjusted to the Divine, it may never bend or warp, with foot resting firm on earth it towers to the topmost skies, and spans with its allembracing arms the boundless gulf of space between.

 

He was All, and in all, filling it with himself; stripped naked for battle against the powers of the air. . .

 

With him two thieves were extended, bearing within themselves the marks of those two peoples, the marks of those two types of mind. . .

 

When this cosmic combat came to an end ...  the heavens shook; almost, the stars fell from the skies; the light of the sun was extinguished for a time; rocks were split asunder; the entire world was all but shattered ...  But great Jesus breathed forth his divine Soul, saying: "Father, into Thy hand I commend my spirit."  And lo, even while all things shuddered and heaved in earthquake, reeling for fear, his divine Soul ascended, giving life and strength to all; and again creation was still, as if this divine Crucifixion and Extension had everywhere unfolded and spread, penetrating all things, through all, and in all. 

 

0 Thou who art alone among the alone, and all in all!  Let the heavens hold thy Godhead; and paradise, thy soul; and earth, thy blood ...  For the Indivisible has become divided, so that all might be saved, and the world below might not remain ignorant of the coming of God...

 

We beseech thee now, Lord God, Christ, eternal King of souls: stretch forth thy mighty hands over thy sacred Church, and over a holy people for ever thine

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Cosmic Tree - Cross of ChristThis powerfully poetic sermon on the Cross of Christ as the Cosmic Tree was preached during Holy Week in the early church, somewhere around the 5th century, by someone whose name has been lost.  It was wrongly attributed to the great preacher St. John Chrysostom.  Pseudo-Chrysostom Homily VI for Holy Week (P.G. lix, 743-6).

 

This Tree is my eternal salvation.  It is my nourishment and my banquet.  Amidst its roots I cast my own roots deep: beneath its boughs I grow and expand, revelling in its sigh as in the wind itself.  Flying from the burning heat, I have pitched my tent in its shadow, and have found a resting-place of dewy freshness.  I flower with its flowers; its fruits bring perfect joy - fruits which have been preserved for me since time's beginning, and which now I freely eat.  This Tree is a food, sweet food, for my hunger, and a fountain for my thirst; it is a clothing for my nakedness; its leaves are the breath of life.  Away with the fig-tree, from this time on! If I fear God, this is my protection; if I stumble, this is my support; it is the prize for which I fight and the reward of my victory.  This is my straitened path, my narrow way; this is the stairway of Jacob, where angels pass up and down, and where the Lord in very truth standing at the head.

 

This Tree, vast as heaven itself, rises from earth to the skies, a plant immortal, set firm in the midst of heaven and earth, base of all that is, foundation of the universe, support of this world of men, binding-force of all creation, holding within itself all the- mysterious essence of man.  Secured with the unseen clamps of the spirit, so that, adjusted to the Divine, it may never bend or warp, with foot resting firm on earth it towers to the topmost skies, and spans with its allembracing arms the boundless gulf of space between.

 

He was All, and in all, filling it with himself; stripped naked for battle against the powers of the air. . .

 

With him two thieves were extended, bearing within themselves the marks of those two peoples, the marks of those two types of mind. . .

 

When this cosmic combat came to an end ...  the heavens shook; almost, the stars fell from the skies; the light of the sun was extinguished for a time; rocks were split asunder; the entire world was all but shattered ...  But great Jesus breathed forth his divine Soul, saying: "Father, into Thy hand I commend my spirit."  And lo, even while all things shuddered and heaved in earthquake, reeling for fear, his divine Soul ascended, giving life and strength to all; and again creation was still, as if this divine Crucifixion and Extension had everywhere unfolded and spread, penetrating all things, through all, and in all. 

 

0 Thou who art alone among the alone, and all in all!  Let the heavens hold thy Godhead; and paradise, thy soul; and earth, thy blood ...  For the Indivisible has become divided, so that all might be saved, and the world below might not remain ignorant of the coming of God...

 

We beseech thee now, Lord God, Christ, eternal King of souls: stretch forth thy mighty hands over thy sacred Church, and over a holy people for ever thine

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