Holy Family

REFLECTION: The Flight Into Egypt, by Josemaria Escriva

January 10, 2017

From Friends of God Now when they had departed, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said, “Rise, take the child and his mother, and flee to Egypt, and remain there till I tell you; for Herod is about to search for the child, to destroy him.” And he rose and took the child and his mother by night, and departed to Egypt, and remained there until the death of Herod. This was to fulfill what the Lord had spoken by the prophet, “Out of Egypt have I called my son.” (Matthew 2:13-15) The charity of Mary brought about the birth of the faithful into the church, who are members of that head of which she is effectively the mother according to the flesh. Mary teaches us as a mother does, and, being a mother, she [...]

POETRY: The Flight Of The Holy Family by Joseph Freiherr von Eichendorff

January 10, 2017

The shadows have been ready, falling Through cool evening air. And from the cleft comes Joseph, striding Across the hush of meadow. There, Ahead, the trees. He points the donkey toward them And feels a lightly fanning breeze. It’s from angels’ wings— The child sees them in his dream. Mary, gazing down at him in love and pain, sings Silent cradle songs. The quiet has no seam. Crisscrossing glowworms light her way, Eager to show each step and stay; Sweet shudders bend the grasses— They stroke her cloak’s hem as she passes; The brooklet ceases its chatter, The forest whispers scatter That they might not betray the flight. The child raised his hand, And for their kindness on this night, He blessed the silent land, So that [...]

POETRY: The Flight In The Desert by William Everson

December 28, 2016

The last settlement scraggled out with a barbed wire fence And fell from sight. They crossed coyote country: Mesquite, sage, the bunchgrass knotted in patches; And there the prairie dog yapped in the valley; And on the high plateau the short-armed badger Delved his clay. But beyond that the desert, Raw, unslakable, its perjured dominion wholly contained In the sun’s remorseless mandate, where the dim trail Died ahead in the watery horizon: God knows where. And there the failures: skull of the ox, Where the animal terror trembled on in the hollowed eyes; The catastrophic wheel, split, sandbedded; And the sad jawbone of a horse. These the denials Of the retributive tribes, fiercer than pestilence, Whose scrupulous realm this was. Only [...]

CHRISTMAS MEDITATION: The Fullness of the Time by Joan Chittister

January 10, 2013

From The Liturgical Year There’s a popular folk tale about three blind men who walk around an elephant to determine what kind of beast this animal might be.  One takes hold of the elephant’s tail and says, “This creature is very like a rope.”  The second happens to take hold of its tusk and says, “This creature is very like a spear.”  And the third, patting the wide, hard side of the animal, says, “This creature is surely a wall.”  Obviously, if any one of them had all three insights at once, these men would have understood a great deal more about elephants than any one of them could possibly know alone. Liturgical spirituality is a bit like that as well.  Each season has a great consuming centerpiece on which we [...]