The musings and meandering thoughts of a crotchety old man as he observes life in the world and in a small, rural town in South East Nebraska. My Pledge-Nulla dies sine linea-Not a day with out a line.
Stand Alone Pages on 'Musings of an Old Curmudgeon'
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03 June 2019
Consoling Thoughts From Father Faber
Shall we sorrow and cry Alas! because nowhere is God rightly loved and adequately worshipped, and because the service of the Sacred Heart turns out to be in fact His own? Oh no! Rather let us bless Him again and again that He is such a God that none can worship Him as He deserves ; that all which is good is at last discovered to be either Himself, or at least His own; that all beautiful things come out of His goodness, and go into it again, and are inseparably mixed up with it, and that we only lose ourselves more and more inextricably in the labyrinth of His sovereign goodness the deeper we penetrate into that dear and awful sanctuary.
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