Thursday, July 28, 2016

Emphasis on the True Light (2)

J.M.J. + O.B.T. + M.G.R.*

What exactly did Dante
see and attempt to relate
to us in poetic verse? 
  


Paradiso
Canto 33
The Final Vision

Because my sight,
becoming crystal clear,
Was piercing deeper and deeper
through the rays
Of that deep Light
which in itself is true.

O highest Light, lifted up so far
Above all mortal thinking, lend my mind,
Once more, a little of what you were like,

Substance and accidents and their relations
I saw as though they fused in such a way
That what I say is but a gleam of light.

In the profound and shining-clear Existence
Of the deep Light appeared to me three circles
Of one dimension and three different colors.

Just so was I on seeing this new vision
I wanted to see how our image fuses
Into the circle and finds its place in it,

 
CANTO 33
          "Virgin mother, daughter of your Son,
          Humbler and higher than all other creatures,
          Fixed aim and goal of the eternal plan,
 
          "You are the one who lifted human nature
5        To such nobility that its own Maker
          Did not disdain to be made of its making.
 
          "Within your womb was lit once more the flame
          Of that love through whose warmth this flower opened
          To its full bloom in everlasting peace.
 
10      "To us up here you are the torch of noon
          Blazing with love, and for the mortals down there
          You are the living fountainhead of hope.
 
          "Lady, you are so highly placed and helpful,
          Whoever seeks grace and does not call on you
15      Wants his desires to fly up without wings.
 
          "Your loving heart not only offers aid
          To those who ask for it, but oftentimes
          Free-handedly anticipates the asking.
 
          "In you is mercy, in you largeheartedness,
20      In you compassion, and in you is found
          Whatever good exists in any creature.
 
          "Now this man who from down the deepest pit
          Of the whole universe up to this point
          Has seen the lives of spirits, one by one,
 
25      "Begs by your grace that you will give him strength
          To enable him to rise on with his eyes
          Still higher to the summit of salvation.
 
          "And I, who never burned for my own vision
          More than I burn for his, pour out to you
30      All of my prayers, and pray they be sufficient
 
          "For you to scatter from him by your prayers
          Every last cloud of his mortality
          That he may see revealed the highest Pleasure.
 
          "I pray you also, Queen, for you can do
35      Whatever you will, that after he has seen
          This vision, you keep his affections wholesome.
 
          "Watch and restrain his human impulses:
          See Beatrice with so many blessed spirits
          Clasping their hands to join me in this prayer."
 
40     The eyes God loves and reverences the most,
          Fastened upon this praying saint, displayed
          How deeply she is pleased by devout prayer.
 
          Then her eyes turned to the eternal Light
          Into whose depth we may believe the eyes
45     Of no other creature penetrates more clearly.
 
          And I, now drawing closer to the end
          Of every longing, lifted to that end,
          Just as I should, the flame of all my longing.
 
          Bernard gave me a signal and a smile
50     To look straight up, but by myself already
          I was intent as he would have me be,
 
          Because my sight, becoming crystal clear,
          Was piercing deeper and deeper through the rays
          Of that deep Light which in itself is true.
 
55      From that point on, my power to see was stronger
          Than speech that fails before such sights can show,
          As memory falls short of the beyond.
 
          As someone who while dreaming sees a vision
          And, after he has dreamed, the feeling stays
60      Impressed, but all the rest slips from his mind,
 
          I am like that, for almost all my seeing
          Now falls away, but sweetness sprung from it
          Still drips down, drop by drop, into my heart.
 
          So is the snow unsealed beneath the sunlight;
65     So were the sayings of the Sibyl upon
          The light leaves left to drift off in the wind.
 
          O highest Light, lifted up so far
          Above all mortal thinking, lend my mind,
          Once more, a little of what you were like,
 
70      And grant my tongue such powerful expression
          That it may leave behind a single spark
          Of glory for a people still to come.
 
          For by returning some spark to my mind
75      And sounding out a little in these lines,
          Your triumph shall be thought of more profoundly.
 
          I think I would have been lost in a daze
          With the dazzling I endured from that live beam
          If my eyes once had turned away from it.
 
          I remember I grew bolder for this reason
80      In bearing up with it, until I merged
          My gazing with the infinite Goodness.
 
          O grace abounding, by which I have dared
          To fix my eyes through the eternal Light
          So deeply that my sight was spent in it!
 
85      Within its depths I saw gathered together,
          Bound by love into a single volume,
          Leaves that lie scattered through the universe.
 
          Substance and accidents and their relations
          I saw as though they fused in such a way
90     That what I say is but a gleam of light.
 
          The universal pattern of this knot
          I believe I saw, because in telling this,
          I feel my gladness growing ever larger.
 
          One moment made more slip my memory than
95      Twenty-five centuries reft from the adventure
          That awed Neptune with the shadow of the Argo.
 
          So my mind, held in absolute suspense,
          Was staring fixed, intent, and motionless,
          And by its staring grew the more inflamed.
 
100    Within that Light a person is so changed
          It is impossible to give consent
          Ever to turn from it to other sights
 
          Because the Good, the object of the will,
          Is gathered all in it, and out of it
105   The thing that there is perfect has some flaw.
 
          Now shall my telling of what I remember
          Fall far below the babbling of a baby
          Still bathing its tongue at the mother’s breast.
 
          Not that there is more than a single semblance
110    Within that living Light on which I looked
          And which is always what it was before,
 
          But by the sight that gathered strength in me
          As I gazed on, what was One in appearance
          Was altering for me as I was changing.
 
115    In the profound and shining-clear Existence
          Of the deep Light appeared to me three circles
          Of one dimension and three different colors.
 
          One seemed to be reflected by the other,
          Rainbow by rainbow, while the third seemed fire
120   Breathed equally from one and from the other.
 
          O how pale now is language and how paltry
          For my conception! And for what I saw
          My words are not enough to call them meager.
 
          O everlasting Light, you dwell alone
125    In yourself, know yourself alone, and known
          And knowing, love and smile upon yourself!
 
          That middle circle which appeared in you
          To be conceived as a reflected light,
          After my eyes had studied it a while,
 
130   Within itself and in its coloring
          Seemed to be painted with our human likeness
          So that my eyes were wholly focused on it.
 
          As the geometer who sets himself
          To square the circle and who cannot find,
135    For all his thought, the principle he needs,
 
          Just so was I on seeing this new vision
          I wanted to see how our image fuses
          Into the circle and finds its place in it,
 
          Yet my wings were not meant for such a flight —
140    Except that then my mind was struck by lightning
          Through which my longing was at last fulfilled.
 
          Here powers failed my high imagination:
          But by now my desire and will were turned,
          Like a balanced wheel rotated evenly,
 
145    By the Love that moves the sun and the other stars.

 

Sincerely yours in Jesus through Mary,
Mike Rizzio

Imitate Mary
Become like Jesus
Live for the Triune God

Seek the Light of Our Lord Jesus Christ
See you on the High Ground!

* - J.M.J. + O.B.T. + M.G.R. stands for:
Jesus, Mary and Joseph;
O Beata Trinitas;
St. Michael, St. Gabriel and St. Raphael

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Emphasis on the True Light

J.M.J. + O.B.T. + M.G.R.*


How many colors do you see?

Well when Blue-Green-Red race
around the track at 13 milliseconds
per frame you see a rainbow of colors

Sincerely yours in Jesus through Mary,
Mike Rizzio

Imitate Mary
Become like Jesus
Live for the Triune God

Seek the Light of Our Lord Jesus Christ
See you on the High Ground!

* - J.M.J. + O.B.T. + M.G.R. stands for:
Jesus, Mary and Joseph;
O Beata Trinitas;
St. Michael, St. Gabriel and St. Raphael

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Irrational, Illogical, Misguided Compassion

J.M.J. + O.B.T. + M.G.R.*


 THE RAINBOW BRIDGE POEM


Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.

Author unknown


 
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What is disturbing to me about this widely circulated drivel?

It implies that animals have eternal souls.

It comes close to describing how unbaptized humans might move from limbo to heaven when God so wills it. Jesus is there to escort those worthy souls to heaven.
  
It employs fantasy as a means of healing.

It removes our loving God from the picture, from heaven and eternal life

And there are dozens more...



Sincerely yours in Jesus through Mary,
Mike Rizzio

Imitate Mary
Become like Jesus
Live for the Triune God

Seek the Light of Our Lord Jesus Christ
See you on the High Ground!

* - J.M.J. + O.B.T. + M.G.R. stands for:
Jesus, Mary and Joseph;
O Beata Trinitas;
St. Michael, St. Gabriel and St. Raphael