Hope...it springs eternal

And from the heart of God Himself. We must have hope, now more than ever. This season we are in is so distressing. I was thinking the other day...I have always thought that the NEXT life will be the one that is demanding, accomplishing God's tasks on another plain. But it occurred to me how hard, how absolutely difficult it has been in the twentieth and twenty first centuries (as we now span both centuries) to be faithful to a meditative, committed life. One that is not distracted by all the bells and whistles, the tweeting, the onslaught of the senses in so many ways, the absolutely devastating times in which we live...it's so HARD to be thoughtful and deep, to say that I will value the spiritual more than the physical.

So as we approach that most blessed of commemorations (I don't care what DAY He was actually born on....only that He is the CHRIST, whom I adore), we understand that this temporal life is so full of distractions that pull us to be shallow and vain. There is so much more to life than the empty detritus around us.

The Anchoress gives us hope, and cheer and a reminder that you, WE are not alone. DO NOT DESPAIR for He is with us! We are not alone.

Well, one way to prevent the coup is to be utterly fearless and authenticin pronouncing the things we believe. Pope John Paul II (and now Pope Benedict XVI) made enormous headway against the Painless Coup, which had gone so far as to turn our beautiful churches into bare concrete monstrosities (ready-made for quick-conversion into temples to secular reason) and he managed to reclaim the liturgy and renew appreciation for the Eucharist by repeating the truth over and over, with the reminder, “do not be afraid!”

Thus so, we must repeat, over and over, that while illusions may well be all around us, some amorphous notions, like honor and freedom and truth, are still real. They are not just real, they are Eternal.