Good morning, digital neighbors! Today in the wide world of Cath-O-landia, we celebrate the Solemnity of the Holy Trinity. While most of our celebrations focus on what God has done for us and how God calls to us, today’s feast simply celebrates the mystery of God Himself.
For me, this comes down to the unnecessary nature of it all — creation, humanity, all this stuff we call life. God gains nothing by creation that He does not already possess in unimaginable abundance. God gains nothing from my worship, my service, or my goodness. And yet this God, who could so easily have done without me or any of us, creates out of love and calls to us in subtle and humble ways to open our lives to Him and seek His will. Sundays are days of overflowing gratitude.
To any of you who struggle to find peace or gratitude in life, I pray that someone enters your path today to offer hope, strength, and healing. I pray there is a real godsend in your life that brings light into your darkness and perhaps a path out of it. While I know God does not promise us an easy walk in life even if we are faithful disciples, I don’t believe He is the dispenser of misfortune. He permits it, and that is often too much for people in the midst of their struggles. Please know of my prayers for you and for your peace. Off to our morning reflection. Gratitude is often about perspective and from my perspective, I am tremendously blessed.
SIMPLE PLEASURES
I took a hot bath last night.
As the tub filled, I marveled at the process.
I was grateful.
I did not have to fetch the water,
Nor build a fire to warm it.
I did not have to carry it,
Heavy, one bucket at a time,
Taking care not to slosh it,
Up the flights of stairs to the second-floor tub.
I simply turned a handle.
There it poured, Water, flowing uphill,
Hot, clean, refreshing, abundant.
Thank you, God, for simple pleasures
That really aren’t that simple, after all.
Today marks the three hundred and thirtieth birthday of the Frenchman François-Marie Arouet, better known by his nom de plume, Voltaire (1694-1778).
Born into a bourgeois family during the reign of Louis XIV, the “Sun King” (r. 1643-1715), Voltaire suffered tragedy at a young age when his mother died. Never close with his father or brother, Voltaire exhibited a rebellious attitude toward authority from his youth. His brilliant mind was fostered in the care of the Society of Jesus, who introduced him to the joys of literature and theater. Despite his later criticisms against the Church, Voltaire, throughout his life, fondly recalled his dedicated Jesuit teachers.
Although he spent time as a civil servant in the French embassy to the Hague, Voltaire’s main love was writing—an endeavor where he excelled in various genres, including poetry, which led to his appointment as the royal court poet for King Louis XV. Widely recognized as one of the greatest French writers, and even hyperbolically referred to by ...
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Said the Disciple to the Lover, “Sir, before I left the world I heard certain men who were held in high esteem and thought to know the will of the Beloved say that those who loved the Beautiful did not love the Beloved but loved idols, yet in the Garden of the Beloved we are ever striving to create beauty for the pleasure of the Beloved. Were they then speaking the truth?”
The Lover answered, “Those who said this had never glimpsed the form of the Beloved nor ever truly sought Him, for all beauty is but the reflection of the beauty of the Beloved, although seen very dimly as in a dark and faulty mirror, even as all goodness is a dim reflection of the goodness of the Beloved. So it is that those who love beauty and goodness recognize dimly in them the form of the Beloved and though often in ignorance those who are seeking the Beautiful and the Good are seeking after the Beloved.”