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Good Morning, Digital Neighbors, and Blessed Sunday to one and all!
Sundays are for gratitude, and few things impact our lives more than intentional gratitude. It is not enough to say you are blessed or that you are fortunate; the actual naming of our blessings plants them deep in the heart, transforming us as persons rather than leaving us with the bland “thankful for everything.”

Two years ago, I wrote this reflection on resentment and gratitude. In light of the celebration of our nation’s 250th anniversary, I think it’s worth revisiting. We can choose to be among those who are thankful for America or among those who find nothing but fault with it.

You cannot build a future based on resentments of the past. You cannot grow if you are mired in the injuries of yesterday. God and life do not call us to ignore such experiences, but He constantly calls us forward—to be more, to receive more, to live more. Heal those wounds and work through those injuries, but do not be defined by them, and do not try to build a future upon them.

You cannot build a future worth living if its foundation is resentment, envy, anger, and pride. Those poison seeds will bear no good fruit. They are the very sins that turned angels into demons, glory-sharers into life-haters. Injuries, trials, and failures are part of your story, but they are not part of your foundation. Your foundation is how you overcame them—not how you held them in an embittered heart and enslaved mind.

The more I live, the more I realize the giftedness of it all. The realization of life’s giftedness prompts gratitude in those who are whole and envy in those who are not. God’s conversation with Cain was an invitation to serve more freely and faithfully like Abel—and Cain, too, would have been blessed. Cain need not have been resentful, envious, or murderous. But the invitation fell on deaf ears. Envy had already hardened his heart.

The remedy for envy is kindness—simple acts of consideration for your neighbor. It is more than just “being nice,” which is what so many virtues have been reduced to in recent decades. Kindness is helpfulness directed toward someone in need, not in return for anything, nor for the advantage of the helper, but purely for the good of the person helped. I saw this sign years ago, and it still applies: Human kind. Be both.
Have a good day, Digital Neighbors!

“Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!” — Dr. Seuss

“Choice, not chance, determines your destiny.
It’s up to you to decide what you are worth,
how you matter,
and how you make meaning in the world.
No one else has your gifts,
your set of talents, ideas, interests.
You are an original.
A masterpiece.”
— Regina Brett

“What you are is God’s gift to you; what you become is your gift to God.”
— Hans Urs von Balthasar

Glory to You for the feast-day of life.
Glory to You for the perfume of lilies and roses.
Glory to You for each different taste of berry and fruit.
Glory to You for the sparkling silver of early morning dew.
Glory to You for the joy of dawn’s awakening.
Glory to You for the new life each day brings.
— Gregory Petrov

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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.

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Good morning, digital neighbors! Yesterday was a tad on the wordy side of life, so we’ll just dive into some more “iffisms” from Monday, starting with the history of one of the more common ones from our past. Have a great Thursday my friends!

If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.

In 1841, the G. & C. Merriam Company of Springfield, Massachusetts, published The Village Reader, a compilation of literary selections to be used in the instruction of primary school students. The book never enjoyed the success of McGuffey’s Readers, the most popular of such early textbooks, but it earned an important footnote in history because it included a poem from Thomas H. Palmer:

’Tis a lesson you should heed,
Try, try again;
If at first you don’t succeed,
Try, try again.

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Garden of the Beloved - read by Lady Clare - Chapter 10
The Beautiful

 

The Beautiful

 

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.”

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The Comforting of the Disciple

Now the Beloved often came into the Garden both because of the great joy He had in the Garden and because of the great love He bore the Lover and the Disciple.  Often He talked with the Lover, but the Disciple because he was not yet perfected in Love could neither hear nor see the Beloved, though he often felt a strange joy, he did not know why.  Therefore he was sorrowful, for it seemed to him that on account of his sins he would never find the Beloved.  So weeping he came to the Lover and said, “Sir, I know that I am a very sinful man and I much fear that though I search all my life yet on account of my sins I shall never find the Beloved.”

In reply the Lover smiled gently and said, “My son, when you first came into the Garden do you remember what sort of day it was?”

“Yes,” said the Disciple, “I remember it.  It was dark and gloomy as if no sunlight ever entered the Garden.”

“When you began to strip off your rich robes,” the Lover asked, “what happened to the day?”

“It seemed,” said the Disciple, “as if the sun had suddenly broken through the clouds and the whole Garden shone with glorious and celestial light:  such light as shines daily in the Garden.”

The Lover replied, “Know that the Beloved Himself is the light of the Garden, so that when you began searching for the Beloved even then you found Him, for how can any know the desire to search for the Beloved if He had not already without his knowing revealed Himself to him.”

So the Disciple was greatly comforted by knowing that although he could not see or hear Him he had already found the Beloved, and he labored the more joyously to do the service of the Beloved.

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