03.07.09
Posted in Uncategorized at 10:48 am by newell
I have seen enough evidence to be unshakably convinced that no difficulty, no fear is so great that it can completely suffocate the hope that springs eternal in the hearts of the young. You are our hope, the young are our hope.
Do not let that hope die! Stake your lives on it! We are not the sum of our weaknesses and failures; we are the sum of the Father’s love for us and our real capacity to become the image of his Son.
From: 17th World Youth Day Solemn Mass
Homily of the Holy Father John Paul II
Toronto, Downsview Park, Sunday July 28, 2002
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08.13.08
Posted in Uncategorized at 11:41 am by newell
All that we call human history–money, poverty, ambition, war, prostitution, classes, empires, slavery–[is] the long terrible story of man trying to find something other than God which will make him happy.
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08.12.08
Posted in Uncategorized at 3:30 pm by newell
This poem has been appearing in my dreams; wonder what it means.
Do you know it already? It’s a great one to study and write about.
Dover Beach
The sea is calm tonight.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness in.
Sophocles long ago
Heard it on the Ægæan, and it brought
Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow
Of human misery; we
Find also in the sound a thought,
Hearing it by this distant northern sea.
The Sea of Faith
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth’s shore
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.
But now I only hear
Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
Retreating, to the breath
Of the night wind, down the vast edges drear
And naked shingles of the world.
Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Matthew Arnold
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Posted in Uncategorized at 3:04 pm by newell
“If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?”
- Alexander Solzhenitsyn
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07.31.08
Posted in Uncategorized at 4:39 pm by newell
In closeness there is mutual support and on this charity is built … If I then fail in putting up with your character and you don’t want to bear with mine, how can charity grow between us since patience does not unite us in mutual love? As we have said, in a building each stone is both supportive and a support.
St. Gregory the Great
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Posted in Uncategorized at 4:23 pm by newell
Hi Seton Catholic Knights,
Can you believe it’s August already? What happened to July? I can’t believe my leisure time is over I get to start preparing for my 22nd year of teaching!
Miss Pombrio and I are working in the building most days now (on Middle States and the Community Service program, sound like fun?). So stop in and say hi if you’re in checking your schedule, or just in the ‘hood.
Anyone have some really fun adventures so far this summer?
Hope to see you at the Seton picnic on August 20th. Ok, I admit it, I miss you guys!
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