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New blog post: Prayer for our new President http://tinyurl.com/8v4e6p
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Deacon Jim New blog post: Prayer for our new President http://tinyurl.com/8v4e6p.
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New blog post: Political humor http://tinyurl.com/9r6329
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Deacon Jim New blog post: Political humor http://tinyurl.com/9r6329.
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…with a tinge of reality from the pen of Andrzej Mleczko.
The first frame: The signs say Bread Work. The man to the left says: “Where is ‘and’ damn it.”
The second frame: ‘and’ shows up. The signs read Bread and Work. ‘and’ says: “Here I am honorable Chairman.”
There’s a lot of subtlety here as well. What do you see?
Today the Holy Church honors Saint Sebastian. The prayer I cite below is for the Commemoration. I offer this prayer for our new President. May God grant him wisdom, courage, health, strength, and a spirit of justice. May the Holy Spirit call to him, moving him to righteous action in accordance with God’s law. May he be further moved to oppose evil from wherever it may come.
I also offer this prayer for all Christian people in the United States, that we may bear witness to God’s holy law, seeking to obey Him rather then men in all that we do.
Lord, fill us with that spirit of courage
which gave Your martyr Sebastian
strength to offer his life in faithful witness.
Help us to learn from him to cherish Your law
and to obey You rather than men.
We ask this through our Lord Jesus Christ, Your Son,
Who lives and reigns with You and the Holy Spirit,
one God, for ever and ever.
Amen.
Dogmatists are making noises in Latin
moralists are droning over the little trough of human conscience
apologists are creaking —“ crucified on the cross of faith
preachers are repairing a loudspeaker so as to be heard betterphilosophers are grumbling about St Thomas, already filed
with the old yearbooks of saints in the archive of Paradise
martyrs are counting up blows to their faces
the pumpkin of sin has at last fallen on the heads of sticklers
organists are licking sounds —“
believers have split into warring campsAnd only in the plain open land
in the breath of a herb —“
on your knees admiring the sky-drifts
can you still find Silence
Translation by Sarah Lawson and Malgorzata Koraszewska
Dogmatycy hałasują po łacinie
moraliści brzęczą nad korytkiem ludzkiego sumienia
apologeci skrzypią —“ porozpinani na krzyżu wiary
kaznodzieje reperują głośniki, żeby ich było lepiej słuchać
filozofowie mruczą na świętego Tomasza ustawionego już
ze starymi rocznikami świętych- w archiwum raju
męczennicy liczą na głos uderzenia w twarz
skrupulatom spadła nareszcie na głowę dynia grzechu
organiści oblizują dźwięki-
wierni podzielili się na wojenne obozy
I tylko w szczerym polu
w oddechu zioła —“
na klęczkach podziwiając zaspy nieba
można jeszcze znaleźć Ciszę