They had seen what happens when the order of the universe is upset. What they wanted most — what I want and any of us want — is for our children to grow up strong, happy and healthy. We desperately want our children and grandchildren to outlive us. Vaccination is one of the best ways now we have of battling these diseases that once gutted families. I almost wanted it to be bigger or more complicated in some way. The vaccine was too late for one of my sons.
But it was in time for my other. Nature is at once cruel creeping, suffocating vines and beautiful light filtering through the canopy , though in either case indifferent to human affairs. Like the final shot of an improbable palm sprout on the shores of a battle-weary beach, nature pushes on despite our best or worst intentions. Our transitory place within the realm of the physical brings us into an intimate bond with it.
Water imagery in Line shows this, as does light. The baptismal quality of the former appears throughout—when Witt swims with the natives, when the soldiers swim during their leave, when the G.
If nature is the heart of this film, then the character of Witt is its soul. Witt looks into the eyes of the dying, and where others might see depravity and waste, Witt sees the glory.
Family quality and family experience are vital if we are to have healthy individuals and a healthy society where, despite the presence of evil, good is even more strongly present.
One of the most forceful paragraphs in the Pope's Letter states: "the family is placed at the center of the great struggle between good and evil, between life and death, between love and all that is opposed to love.
To the family is entrusted the task of striving, first and foremost, Every family unit needs to make these forces their own so that.
If we examine God's plan further, we can say that the family has such strength because it is-it should be-that totally special place where no one is unloved, not even the most unlovable. Parents tend to love of their children, even and especially the worst. Then the children learn that there is a love which is not conditioned on merit, and is not withdrawn because of defects.
Children who have grown up in a family like that, and so have experienced being unconditionally loved, are in a good position to measure up to the challenge of love, inside and outside the family.
If children normally do learn to love, it is fundamentally because they have experienced within the natural setting of the family. Thomas teaches that nothing moves a person to love so much as to know oneself loved. The persevering dedication of their parents will gradually teach them that love means giving. And, under their parents' constant love and guidance, they too will learn to love each other. So brothers and sisters gradually learn to be generous among themselves, to understand, to forgive, to make up.
Then the family really becomes, as the Pope says, "the first school of how to be human" Letter, no. Here one sees the colossal privilege of the task of parents: not only to give life, but also to teach love. One could even say without exaggeration that their mission is to save love, through a work of incarnation that humanizes it for their children, so that it is not a mere word for them, but a reality truly present in their daily lives.
If so many families today are no longer the school of love they were meant to be, it is almost always because the founders of each family, the husband and wife, have not well established their own initial love. Families are not always schools of love; they are as parents make them. Parents will not give unconditioned love to their children unless they have been trying to give it to each other.
Reflections such as these explain why so much of the present pontificate has centered on a clear and positive exposition of God's plan for human sexuality, and in particular for marriage and the family, which are so threatened today, and without whose stability society can never be Christian or even human.
The Pope's Letter is realistic about this threat; though, as we have noted, it is also deeply optimistic about God's providential designs. It is interesting to link the Letter with the ideas of another great exponent of marriage and the family, the Founder of Opus Dei; for in Blessed Josemaria Escriva's message one also finds an attractive and powerful optimism about the beauty of married and family life, when lived according to the plans of God.
Self-seeking is incompatible with true love, which is a call to come out of self: to give, not to seek, self. Love therefore is a challenge; it is never an easy option. The Founder of Opus Dei too was well aware that love, just as happiness, is demanding. A constantly recurring theme in his preaching is that happiness-on the human level too-is the consequence of dedication and self-forgetfulness. In one of his books, he writes: "Only if a person forgets himself and gives himself to God and to others, in marriage as well as in any other aspect of life, can he be happy on earth, with a happiness that is a preparation for, and an anticipation of, the joy of Heaven.
And if it does not work out so, then the spouses are going about their marriage in the wrong way. To love a person truly is to want his or her good. This no doubt includes wanting the other person to be better, but it must begin by loving him or her as he or she ; and-at least in marriage- by being prepared to love the other as he or she ; otherwise it is not a real person one professes to love, nor a real marital commitment one makes in promising fidelity "for better or worse.
Mutual fidelity is easily lived as long as love is kept alive; it can come to appear as an impossible burden if love is neglected and gradually let die. Blessed Josemaria often dwelt on this point, and on the importance of the little things which show and nourish love. He had original and characteristic ways of advising couples, telling wives, for instance, that they should maintain themselves attractive in their dress and person; they have an obligation towards their husband to do so.
Besides, it's your duty to do so, for you are his. And then he will keep himself strong and clean for you, because he is yours.
That spouses must always love one another "as sweethearts," was a phrase habitually on Msgr. Escriva's lips. They must know how to keep coming back to that ideal-filled love of their courtship and of the early years of married life. It is precisely then, when the real nature of feelings appear, that self-donation and tenderness find their roots and are shown in a genuine and deep affection which is more powerful than death.
Nor is our system of government neutral between good and evil. We are blessed to live in a nation that respects our freedom to live in a context of choice. The founders of our nation understood religion's role in promoting the virtues necessary for self government. George Washington warned in his Farewell Address that our young republic would not survive if Americans indulged in the "supposition that morality can be maintained without religion.
Our Constitution does not call for the establishment of religion in the public square. Just as important, it does not call for the abolition of religion in the public square. It calls for the respect of religion in its indispensable role in forming a just and moral citizenry. Today our freedom and this heritage is under assault from those who fear its capacity to unleash the potential that God has placed in each and every one of us.
Our enemies hope that by portraying this as a religious conflict, they can disguise their own betrayal of religion. They hope that by calling America the aggressor, they can conceal their own lust for power.
They hope that by denying America's tolerance and humanity, they can convince the world that they, not we, are the tolerant and the humane. We must call these things what they are: lies -- lies designed to exploit differences among us.
Lies designed to inspire hatred and to deny choice. Lies meant to extinguish freedom. True faith is not built on a foundation of lies, nor is it supported by a framework of hatred. Waiting for happy hours to end. Waiting for the waiter to Take the last orders. A bud, A flower you are a closed bud come bloom into a flower and spread the fragrance of love into this scentless garden of my life!!
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When I see you again… Will I see you again? I wonder how we will meet? Will you be waiting for me, take my hand and comfort me? Will I mourn what is lost, or rejoice at seeing you again?
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When I depart the realm of the terrestrial for the splendour of the celestial, do not bury my remains in the valley of the Kings, for robbers would move my bones in search of gold rings.
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