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Carleendiane

#1695
November 09, 2017, 10:10:38 AM
The Four Last Things, death judgement, heaven, hell by Father Martin von Cocham.

Would someone please give me their opinion on this book? There are several books on this topic, but I've never read this author.
To board the struggle bus: no whining, board with a smile, a fake one will be found out and put off at next stop, no maps, no directions, going only one way, one destination. Follow all rules and you will arrive. Drop off at pearly gate. Bring nothing.

MilesChristi

#1696
November 09, 2017, 01:27:07 PM
The Women of Trachis
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

Prayerful

#1697
November 09, 2017, 03:32:30 PM
Dom Paschal Scotti OSB, Gallileo Revisited.
Padre Pio: Pray, hope, and don't worry. Worry is useless. God is merciful and will hear your prayer.

Lumen Christi

#1698
November 09, 2017, 06:34:35 PM
I'm taking a break from The Everlasting Man in order to listen to an audiobook of The Way of Perfection by St. Teresa of Avila.

MilesChristi

#1699
November 09, 2017, 08:10:55 PM
Electra
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

MilesChristi

#1700
November 10, 2017, 11:19:52 AM
Philoctetes
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

Lynne

#1701
November 10, 2017, 01:27:24 PM
Quote from: Carleendiane on November 09, 2017, 10:10:38 AM
The Four Last Things, death judgement, heaven, hell by Father Martin von Cocham.

Would someone please give me their opinion on this book? There are several books on this topic, but I've never read this author.

I'm surprised that no one else has jumped in but I believe that he is solid and orthodox. I have not read this book...
In conclusion, I can leave you with no better advice than that given after every sermon by Msgr Vincent Giammarino, who was pastor of St Michael's Church in Atlantic City in the 1950s:

    "My dear good people: Do what you have to do, When you're supposed to do it, The best way you can do it,   For the Love of God. Amen"

Kaesekopf

#1702
November 10, 2017, 03:12:26 PM
Quote from: Lynne on November 10, 2017, 01:27:24 PM
Quote from: Carleendiane on November 09, 2017, 10:10:38 AM
The Four Last Things, death judgement, heaven, hell by Father Martin von Cocham.

Would someone please give me their opinion on this book? There are several books on this topic, but I've never read this author.

I'm surprised that no one else has jumped in but I believe that he is solid and orthodox. I have not read this book...
He is solid.  Also did a commentary on the Mass.

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Wie dein Sonntag, so dein Sterbetag.

I am not altogether on anybody's side, because nobody is altogether on my side.  ~Treebeard, LOTR

Jesus son of David, have mercy on me.

MilesChristi

#1703
November 10, 2017, 04:25:05 PM
Antigone
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

maryslittlegarden

#1704
November 10, 2017, 05:16:39 PM
Quote from: Kaesekopf on November 10, 2017, 03:12:26 PM
Quote from: Lynne on November 10, 2017, 01:27:24 PM
Quote from: Carleendiane on November 09, 2017, 10:10:38 AM
The Four Last Things, death judgement, heaven, hell by Father Martin von Cocham.

Would someone please give me their opinion on this book? There are several books on this topic, but I've never read this author.

I'm surprised that no one else has jumped in but I believe that he is solid and orthodox. I have not read this book...
He is solid.  Also did a commentary on the Mass.

Sent from my STV100-1 using Tapatalk

Gonna put that one on my reading list.
For a Child is born to us, and a son is given to us, and the government is upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called, Wonderful, Counsellor, God the Mighty, the Father of the world to come, the Prince of Peace

Sophia3

#1705
November 10, 2017, 05:28:03 PM
Currently reading: The Devotion to The Sacred Heart by Fr. John Croiset, S.J.

MilesChristi

#1706
November 10, 2017, 07:01:28 PM
Oedipus Rex
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

MilesChristi

#1707
November 11, 2017, 09:08:39 AM
Oedipus at Colonus
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

MilesChristi

#1708
November 11, 2017, 01:31:04 PM
Histories - Herodotus
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

MilesChristi

#1709
November 15, 2017, 09:10:36 AM
Taking a break from Herodotus to read:

Helen
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
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