I remember in my younger days…

staying up to midnight on rare occasion and watching the TV channels go off the air. No infomercials, no reruns, no news people trying to say something important at two in the morning. Midnight came, they said a little something about the station’s channel and broadcast capacities, played the national anthem, and then test pattern. Sometime in the early morning they’d fire the whole station back up again with a news or farm show.

We did okay, in fact we did better than okay. Some people think its the end of the world but more often than not I think its just a matter of TV trying to fill empty air with empty news.

 

My Faith Looks Up to Thee…

  1. My faith looks up to Thee,
    Thou Lamb of Calvary,
    Savior Divine;
    Now hear me while I pray;
    Take all my guilt away;
    Oh, let me from this day
    Be wholly Thine.
  2. May Thy rich grace impart
    Strength to my fainting heart,
    My zeal inspire;
    As Thou hast died for me,
    Oh, may my love to Thee
    Pure, warm, and changeless be,
    A living fire.
  3. While life’s dark maze I tread,
    And griefs around me spread,
    Be Thou my Guide;
    Bid darkness turn to day,
    Wipe sorrow’s tears away,
    Nor let me ever stray
    From Thee aside.
  4. All thru life’s transient dream,
    Until death’s sullen stream
    Shall o’er me roll,
    Blest Savior, with Thy love,
    Fear and distrust remove;
    Make me Thy grace to prove
    Transform my soul.

Wisdom from Isaiah 40…

28 Have you not known?
Have you not heard?
The everlasting God, the LORD,
The Creator of the ends of the earth,
Neither faints nor is weary.
His understanding is unsearchable.
29 He gives power to the weak,
And to those who have no might He increases strength.
30 Even the youths shall faint and be weary,
And the young men shall utterly fall,
31 But those who wait on the LORD
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint.

Wisdom from St. Isaac…

When you pray, bring to mind the ploughman who sows in hope. He Who causes to return twofold the seed that the ploughman sows with hope, Who has esteemed the seeking of His kingdom and His righteousness to be greater than temporal things, He himself will reward your entreaty according to His promise.”

The next revolution…

will either be a moral sea change, a determined effort of people to change the world beginning with themselves, or a culture in chaos crying out for a leader to solve their struggles and willing to sacrifice their freedoms as the price.

Civility…

is not silence. Civility is not the government monitoring everyone’s thoughts and speech. Civility is not simply a tool to stop differing views. Civility is not about the force of law. Civility is a virtue that springs out from the heart of a person, a combination of the qualities of humility, wisdom, and forebearance that allow one to examine their words before they are uttered.

Regardless of individual beliefs people whose hearts are darkened will express that darkness in their thoughts and words because they are drawing from the well of that darkness. If you wish to have civility you must change that darkness to light. Laws are easy to change but hearts are much more difficult because it takes grace, hard work, and a constant vigilance. It, takes, above all, the presence of Christ who calls us to daily die to ourselves.

 

 

The bodies have yet to be…

laid to rest and the blame mongers are out in force in response to the horrid shootings in Arizona. Lines are being drawn, sides being taken, and the voids in fact are being filled with inferences and speculation. Everyone seems to want this sad, disturbed young man to stick to someone else.

But what happens if that’s truly what he is, just another twisted, broken, ill or confused person with, in this case, a gun and the full weight of his mortality spewing out each time he pulled the trigger. Everyone seems to want to blame but no one wants to say the word “sin”.

To say it was politics is easy. To link it to a person or a movement is convenient in a world where no moral explanations are allowed. Yet what if those explanations don’t pan out? What then? Are we allowed to say that there is darkness in the world, chaos, and evil, that simply exist to wound and destroy?  Are we allowed to say there is such a thing as sin and its power is immense whether we see it revealed in corners cut in the quiet of a corporate office, the dark thoughts of our hearts, or the explosion of rage and evil that marked that day in Arizona?

No it must be something external to us, a bad childhood, drugs, a girlfriend who walked away, some talk radio host, or the economy. Something, anything, to find an answer to the questions in something we think we can control. Something, anything, that allows us to look at these events without looking inside and realizing how toxic the world really is and how much we are like him and he like us when we strip away the illusions.