And shall the heart of a man be lost
Or shall the heart be given a map
and a glimpse of the truth?
Say, shall the heart of man be filled
with love, prayers, and beauty
leading beyond, leading to heaven
“History,” it has been declared, “is the search for the best anecdote. The historians search for trivia to exaggerate.”
“Politics,” it has been argued, “is the quest for personal power while pretending to desire equality and liberty for all. Politicians repeat one another.”
“Religion, it has been declared ”is the search for things within, things beyond. Religion repeats prayers, hymns, homilies.“
The current period grapples with history, politics, religion. Too much psycho babble exists. Strangely enough I can talk and listen to discussions about history, politics, and religion with the delicious insouciance of a six year old. Life fascinates me, arguments irritate me. Herculean daydreams fill life. Modern life labors between repeating and retreating. The great difficulty in life requires understanding the pain, the suffering which waits for us. Will we be distracted, surprised, prepared? Currently I am searching for a labor of love. Currently I am speaking fondly about the bygone days. The mysteries of life begins with silence, with the majesty, grandeur of nature and all that which is natural. The mysteries of humanity begins with the majesty, pageantry of goodness, holiness, kindness leading to love, leading to God. How splendid life is when it is framed by white roses, white carnations, white lilies. The tableaux of being Christian, of being Catholic includes countless prayers, countless moments of silence, countless reflections and insights shared during the Liturgy of the Word, countless moments of hope, love, and sacrifice remembered and shared during the Liturgy of the Eucharist. The tableaux of our faith begins with the Eucharist, begins with the acceptance and belief in the Holy Trinity, in the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ. The splendor of being Catholic begins whenever two or more gather in God’s name, whenever a Mass is celebrated; whenever a prayer is remembered and recited. The splendor of being Catholic begins with a glimpse of shared compassion, mercy, love. The splendor of being Catholic includes the moment of silence, includes ”Let us pray.“
“History,” it has been declared, “is the search for the best anecdote. The historians search for trivia to exaggerate.”
“Politics,” it has been argued, “is the quest for personal power while pretending to desire equality and liberty for all. Politicians repeat one another.”
“Religion, it has been declared ”is the search for things within, things beyond. Religion repeats prayers, hymns, homilies.“
”A well rounded Christian life,“ it is declared, ”combines all three moderately with a dollop of beauty, a dollop of goodness, a dollop of truth. A Christian life is the search for love universal, unconditional to offer to God, to offer to our neighbors. A Christian life is the struggle and prayers for social justice, equity, equality, and liberty for all men. Prayers will be repeated again and again.“
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