Comment Sunday Readings

Dear Anne Marie,

Many thanks.

The Reading, Ist.Kings 19: 9a, 11-13a silenced my whist too.

"Stand on the mountain before the Lord".

. . .

Donald

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From: Anne Marie. . .
To: Donald . . .
Sent: Sun, 7 August, 2011 21:33:20
Subject: Mass readings
I was very moved by the first reading today.  

A beautiful image of God in the gentle breeze.
I read it over and over again, not to understand it, not imagine it, not to compare it, or make links, but to feel it.  

Wonderful.

Anne Marie
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William,
Thank you.
The river over the bridge but no Chopper at your beck. 
Your own events catch up with Elijah and Peter.
. . .
Donald

In pictures: Carlisle floods

BBC
Carlisle was hit by floods at the weekend after a month's rain fell in 24 hours. Several people were airlifted from buildings.

----- Forwarded Message ----
From: WILLIAM  . . .
To: Fr Donald . . .
Sent: Mon, 8 August, 2011 9:28:45
Subject: Re: [Blog] Mt 14:31 faith...doubt

Dear Father Donald,

 

There is a footbridge over the river in this city where pedestrians see the racing flood waters just beneath their feet through open slats. St. Augustine's words will now always come to mind as I cross it, bringing Peter's courage and cry to heart: all the world's swell and turmoil there beneath your feet that would surely engulf you, devouring, never sustaining.

 

The rushing water is sufficiently intimidating!

 

. . .in Our Lord,

William

Sunday, 7 August 2011, 20:43

 [Dom Donald's Blog] Mt 14:31 "O you of little faith, why did you doubt"Think, then, of this world as a sea, whipped up to tempestuous heights by violent winds. A person's own private tempest will be his or her unruly desires. If you love God you will have power to walk upon the waters, and all the world's swell and turmoil will remain beneath your feet. But if you love the world it will surely engulf you, for it always devours its lovers, never sustains them. If you feel your foot slipping beneath you, if you become a prey to doubt or realize that you are losing control, if, in a word, you begin to sink, say: Lord, I am drowning, save me! Only he who for your sake died in your fallen nature can save you from the death inherent in that fallen nature.  

[Edit. Augustine para 4]