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Pheo

#1485
May 16, 2017, 06:49:40 PM
The Soul of the Apostolate.  I say I'm "reading" it, but really it just keeps punching me in the gut.  Highly recommended.
Son, when thou comest to the service of God, stand in justice and in fear, and prepare thy soul for temptation.

Michael Wilson

#1486
May 16, 2017, 07:39:43 PM
Quote from: Pheo on May 16, 2017, 06:49:40 PM
The Soul of the Apostolate.  I say I'm "reading" it, but really it just keeps punching me in the gut.  Highly recommended.
One of the greatest books I've ever read. I keep going back to it again and again.
"The World Must Conform to Our Lord and not He to it." Rev. Dennis Fahey CSSP

"My brothers, all of you, if you are condemned to see the triumph of evil, never applaud it. Never say to evil: you are good; to decadence: you are progess; to death: you are life. Sanctify yourselves in the times wherein God has placed you; bewail the evils and the disorders which God tolerates; oppose them with the energy of your works and your efforts, your life uncontaminated by error, free from being led astray, in such a way that having lived here below, united with the Spirit of the Lord, you will be admitted to be made but one with Him forever and ever: But he who is joined to the Lord is one in spirit." Cardinal Pie of Potiers

Pheo

#1487
May 16, 2017, 07:45:21 PM
Quote from: Michael Wilson on May 16, 2017, 07:39:43 PMOne of the greatest books I've ever read. I keep going back to it again and again.

I'm only around a quarter of the way through, and I was starting to think along the same lines.  I borrowed this copy from a friend at church - I'll definitely be buying myself a copy.
Son, when thou comest to the service of God, stand in justice and in fear, and prepare thy soul for temptation.

martin88nyc

#1488
May 16, 2017, 09:51:38 PM
Just started "Cranmer's Godly Order". I read the first or the second edition few years ago and now I feel even more excited to read the latest edition with additional appendices and revisions.
"These things I have spoken to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you shall have distress: but have confidence, I have overcome the world." John 16:33

red solo cup

#1489
May 21, 2017, 02:47:47 PM
Oh, Florida!: How America's Weirdest State Influences the Rest of the Country by Craig Pittman.
non impediti ratione cogitationis

MilesChristi

#1490
May 21, 2017, 04:19:46 PM
Finishing  Mere Christianity
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

#1491
May 26, 2017, 06:35:24 PM
A Grief Observed
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.

MundaCorMeum

#1492
May 26, 2017, 07:48:15 PM
Quilting Shortcuts by Maggie Malone ....library find.  I also found a few cookbooks to research 😍

MilesChristi

#1493
May 26, 2017, 08:20:57 PM
The Abolition of Man
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

#1494
May 29, 2017, 09:50:49 PM
The Problem of Pain
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

#1495
May 30, 2017, 05:43:52 AM
Quote from: MilesChristi on May 29, 2017, 09:50:49 PM
The Problem of Pain

I sense a trend.  :D
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"

MilesChristi

#1496
May 30, 2017, 09:01:23 AM
Lol. I'm trying to finish a collection of his works that I got in one volume
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

#1497
June 02, 2017, 02:02:19 PM
Mainly Keats poetry
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.

red solo cup

#1498
June 04, 2017, 03:12:38 PM
The Seven Mountains of Thomas Merton by Michael Mott. Very good.
non impediti ratione cogitationis

MilesChristi

#1499
June 07, 2017, 05:17:42 PM
The Long Goodbye
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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