Friday, January 29, 2010
The level of womanhood
To a great extent the level of any civilization is the level of its womanhood. When a man loves a woman, he has to become worthy of her. The higher her virtue, the more her character, the more devoted she is to truth, justice, goodness, the more a man has to aspire to be worthy of her. The history of civilization could actually be written in terms of the level of its women.”
-- Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen
Thursday, January 28, 2010
The road must be trod
"The road must be trod, but it will be very hard. And neither strength nor wisdom will carry us far upon it. This quest may be attempted by the weak with as much hope as the strong. Yet it is oft the course of deeds that move the wheels of the world: Small hands do them because they must, while the eyes of the great are elsewhere."
--J.R.R. Tolkien
--J.R.R. Tolkien
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
To trust in Him
"In God, we live every commonplace as well as the most exalted moment of our being. To trust in Him when no need is pressing, when things seem going right of themselves, may be harder than when things seem going wrong."
--George MacDonald
--George MacDonald
Monday, January 25, 2010
Beauty of the soul
"Inasmuch as love grows in you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul."
--Saint Augustine
Saturday, January 23, 2010
The path of petals
As I neared the communion rail
I saw it-
a path of white rose petals
leading past the hem
of her white satin gown,
past the bridegroom
to the altar,
to Him.
And I saw the path of thorns and dust
leading to Calvary,
the one the Bridegroom trod
in His blood-soaked robe
for His bride,
for us.
Two paths to Heaven-
the second one is loveliest.
(originally posted 1/11/09)
I saw it-
a path of white rose petals
leading past the hem
of her white satin gown,
past the bridegroom
to the altar,
to Him.
And I saw the path of thorns and dust
leading to Calvary,
the one the Bridegroom trod
in His blood-soaked robe
for His bride,
for us.
Two paths to Heaven-
the second one is loveliest.
(originally posted 1/11/09)
Friday, January 22, 2010
Loss
“We never understand how little we need in this world until we know the loss of it.”
--Sir James M. Barrie
Thursday, January 21, 2010
The Feast of Saint Agnes
He lifts me to the golden doors;
The flashes come and go;
All heaven bursts her starry floors,
And strows her lights below,
And deepens on and up! the gates
Roll back, and far within
For me the Heavenly Bridegroom waits,
To make me pure of sin.
The sabbaths of Eternity,
One sabbath deep and wide--
A light upon the shining sea--
The bridegroom with his bride!
--from Alfred, Lord Tennyson's Saint Agnes' Eve
Saint Agnes, pray for us.
The flashes come and go;
All heaven bursts her starry floors,
And strows her lights below,
And deepens on and up! the gates
Roll back, and far within
For me the Heavenly Bridegroom waits,
To make me pure of sin.
The sabbaths of Eternity,
One sabbath deep and wide--
A light upon the shining sea--
The bridegroom with his bride!
--from Alfred, Lord Tennyson's Saint Agnes' Eve
Saint Agnes, pray for us.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
God's glory
"A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word 'darkness' on the walls of his cell."
--George MacDonald
--George MacDonald
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
No other way
"[God desires] not that He may say to them, "Look how mighty I am, and go down upon your knees and worship", for power alone was never yet worthy of prayer; but that He may say thus: "Look, my children, you will never be strong but with My strength. I have no other to give you. And that you can get only by trusting in Me. I can not give it you any other way. There is no other way."
--George MacDonald
Monday, January 18, 2010
Best of a book
“The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones but in the echoes of our hearts.”
--John Greenleaf Whittier
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Communion with God
"There is a communion with God that asks for nothing, yet asks for everything... He who seeks the Father more than anything He can give, is likely to have what he asks, for he is not likely to ask amiss."
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Mind the present
--George MacDonald
Friday, January 15, 2010
Doubts
"A man may be haunted with doubts, and only grow thereby in faith. Doubts are the messengers of the Living One to the honest. They are the first knock at our door of things that are not yet, but have to be understood... Doubt must precede every deeper assurance; for uncertainties are what we first see when we look into a region hitherto unknown, unexplored, unannexed."
--George MacDonald
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Keep love in your heart
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. The consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and richness to life that nothing else can bring.
--Oscar Wilde
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
The face of God
"When we see the face of God we shall know that we have always known it. He has been a party to, has made, sustained and moved moment by moment within, all our earthly experiences of innocent love.”
--C. S. Lewis
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Fate
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it.
--Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
Monday, January 11, 2010
True friends
--C. S. Lewis
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Best
--C. S. Lewis
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
Every winter
"Every winter,
When the great sun has turned his face away,
The earth goes down into a vale of grief,
And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables,
Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay--
Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses. "
--Charles Kingsley in Saint's Tragedy (Act III, Scene 1)
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
The Legend of the Christmas Rose
The Christmas Rose Story
When the Magi laid their rich offerings of myrrh, frankincense, and gold, by the bed of the sleeping Christ Child, legend says that a shepherd maiden stood outside the door quietly weeping.
She, too, had sought the Christ Child. She, too, desired to bring him gifts. But she had nothing to offer, for she was very poor indeed. In vain she had searched the countryside over for one little flower to bring Him, but she could find neither bloom nor leaf, for the winter had been cold.
And as she stood there weeping, an angel who just happened to be passing saw her sorrow, and brushed aside the snow at her feet. And there sprang up on the spot a cluster of beautiful winter roses, waxen white with pink tipped petals.
Not exactly myrrh, nor frankincense, nor gold, said the angel, but there is nothing more beautiful for the Christ Child than these pure Christmas roses.
Joyfully the shepherd maiden gathered the roses and made her offering of a Christmas gift of roses to the Holy Child.
(A blessed little Christmas to you all on this Feast of the Epiphany of Our Lord and the first anniversary of A Trail of Flowers: thank you for following, and may Almighty God guide you every step of the way.)
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Miracles
"Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see."
--C.S. Lewis
Monday, January 4, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
True love
"When one loves, one does not calculate."
--Saint Therese of Lisieux
(On this Octave day of the Feast of Saint John, the beloved disciple, I wish you the incalculable love which only Love can give.)
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Scattering flowers
"Love proves itself by deeds, so how am I to show my love? Great deeds are forbidden me. The only way I can prove my love is by scattering flowers and these flowers are every little sacrifice, every glance and word, and the doing of the least actions for love."
--Saint Therese of Lisieux, born January 2, 1873
Saint Therese, pray for us.
--Saint Therese of Lisieux, born January 2, 1873
Saint Therese, pray for us.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Precious
"Only the heart knows how to find what is precious."
--Fyodor Dostoyevsky
(And may you, dear readers, find what is most precious in this new year. May Almighty God richly bless you and all those dear to you.)
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