Pondering Tidbits of Truth is my simple and inadequate way of providing nuggets
of spiritual wisdom for you to chew on from time to time.
Father Federico Suarez
"The Cross,
then, is the great place of prayer, just as it is the great altar, the great
monstrance, and the first tabernacle. It is not in vain that we are told to
begin and end our prayers with the sign of the Cross."
(From The Sacrifice of the Mass)
Father
Salvatore Canals
"Before wanting to make saints out
of those people we love, we must make them happy and joyful, for nothing better
prepares a soul for grace than joy.
You already know that when you
have in your hands the hearts of those whom you wish to make better, if you are
able to attract them through the meekness of Christ you have already gone
halfway on your apostolic road. When they love you and trust you when they are
content, the field is ready for the sowing. For their hearts are open like
fertile ground, ready to receive the white grain of your word as an apostle or
educator.
If you know how to speak without
wounding although you may have to correct or reprimand, hearts will not close
themselves to you. The seed will fall on truly fertile ground and the harvest
will be plentiful. If things were otherwise your words would find, not an open
heart, but a brick wall; your seed would not fall on fertile ground but 'on the
side of the road' of indifference or distrust; or 'on the rocky ground' of a
soul that is ill-disposed; or 'among the thorns' of a wounded and resentful
heart.
We must never lose sight of the
fact that our Lord has promised his effectiveness to friendly faces, to
cordiality, good manners, and clear, persuasive words which direct and form
without wounding. We should never forget that we are men relating to other men,
even when what we want is to do good to souls. We are not angels. And therefore
our appearance, our smile, our manners, are factors which condition the
effectiveness of our apostolate"
(From Jesus As Friend)
Rev. M. Raymond,
O.C.S.O.
To the monk hidden behind high
cloisters it is well-known that man as man is more than an economic unit, a
political pawn, or a social being. He knows that man, in his innermost Essence, has a hunger for happiness,
a desert-thirst for truth, a restless, relentless, insatiable gnawing for the
beautiful. So in the face of the learned diagnoses of the professionals, the
simple monk dares to say that modern man is suffering from a malignancy that
may well cause his death; and he names it a
nostalgia for God which has been
brought on by an amnesia of the
dignity of man. “
(From God, A Woman and The Way)
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