Beauty is not necessarily young. Edited photo of Alice Kahn. Today's Old Testament reading from the Mass: Reading 1 Gn 2:18-25 The LORD God said: “It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a suitable partner for him.” So the LORD God formed out of the ground various wild animals and various birds of the air, and he brought them to the man to see what he would call them; whatever the man called each of them would be its name. The man gave names to all the cattle, all the birds of the air, and all the wild animals; but none proved to be the suitable partner for the man. So the LORD God cast a deep sleep on the man, and while he was asleep, he took out one of his ribs and closed up its place with flesh. The LORD God then built up into a woman the rib that he had taken from the man. When he brought her to the man, the man said: “This one, at last, is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; this one shall be called ‘woman,’ for out of “her man’ this one has been taken.” That is why a man leaves his father and mother and clings to his wife, and the two of them become one flesh. The man and his wife were both naked, yet they felt no shame. Here they catched one!
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My buddy John holding a baby to get chicks. The temple of Geghard near Yerevan- La Salette - Written in 1946 By Thomas Merton It is a hundred years since your shy feet Ventured to stand upon the pasture grass of the high Alps, Coming no deeper in our smoky atmosphere Than these blue skies, the mountain eyes Of the two shepherd children, young as flowers, Born to be dazzled by no mortal snow. Lady, it is a hundred years Since those fair, terrible tears Reproved, with their amazing grief All the proud candor of those altitudes: Crowning the flowers at your feet With diamonds, that seized upon, transfigured into nails of light The rays of the mountain sun!- And by their news, (Which came with cowbells to the evening village And to the world with church-bells After not too many days,) And by their news We thought the walls of all hard hearts Had broken down, and given in, Poured out their dirty garrisons of sin, And washed the streets with our own blood, if need be - - Only to have them clean! And though we did not understand The weight and import of so great a sorrow, We never thought so soon to have seen The loss of its undying memory, Passing from the black world without a word, Without a funeral! For while our teeth were battling in the meat of miracles and favors, Your words, your prophecies, were all forgotten! Now, one by one, The things you said Have come to be fulfilled. John, in the might of his Apocalypse, could not fore- tell Half of the story of our monstrous century, In which the arm of your inexorable Son, Bound, by His Truth, to disavow your intercession For this wolf-world, this craven zoo, Has bombed the doors of hell clean off their hinges, And burst the cage of antichrist, And roused, with His first two great thunderbolts, The chariots of Armageddon.
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The Lord . . . wanted His gifts to flow into the entire body from Peter himself, as if from the head, in such a way that anyone who had dared to separate himself from the solidarity of Peter would realize that he was himself no longer a sharer in the divine mystery St. Bridget Church Axtell, (Marshall County), Kansas Otras pruebas con la bola...