Saturday, September 15, 2012


All photos are of my old beat-up New American Bible, bought used in 1992 in the basement of Harvard Book Store.  I taped the Blessed Elizabeth quotation onto the blank page preceding the New Testament.  The Scripture verse in the second photograph is from Psalm 22: "He has not spurned or disdained the wretched man in his misery, but when he cried out he heard him."

And yes, it is a worn-out old Bible, isn't it? It was probably 15 years old when I bought it 20 years ago!  It's being held together by masking tape, and corners of the cover have fallen off. Still, despite the poor condition -- and the vexingly cacophonous quality of the translation! -- I have a sentimental attachment to this Bible, my first "adult" Bible, bought when I was in the company of a dear, dear friend.

The mystery of the cross

is intolerable from without -- which is why it is intolerable for the large number of Christians who consider it as such.  If considered from within, one discovers the cross as the victory of love, and as a means.  The cross is not a stopping point.  The cross is a passageway; it is a Passover.  The cross is God's true "passage."  But one does not stop or remain there.  One does not abide in the cross; one abides in love.  Abiding in suffering is bad.  One does not abide in suffering, but in love. And because one abides in love, one assumes suffering; one assumes the cross. It is important to have a good understanding of this.  The cross is unbearable if viewed from the outside.  The cross is wisdom if viewed in the light of faith, that is, from the inside, as God himself views it.

~ Marie-Dominique Philippe, OP

[Meditation in Magnificat, September 2012, for Saturday the 15th, pp. 204-5]

Friday, September 14, 2012

Nos in cor tuum trahe

O most Sacred Heart of Jesus, in your wounds I find my consolation, in your pierced heart I find a companion for my sorrows.  O most Sacred Heart of Jesus, in your heart's joy I find my contentment, in your purity I find my hope.  O most Sacred Heart of Jesus, in the radiant light streaming from your heart, my blindness disappears; in your fiery love I am ablaze with awe.  O most Sacred Heart of Jesus, in your humiliation I can bear scorn from others, in your longings I am fulfilled.  O most Sacred Heart of Jesus, in the blood and water which gushed forth from your lanced heart I am reborn in you; you refresh my very being.  Forever beating in the love of the Holy Trinity is found your human heart, authoring life and radiating eternal affection.  Would that I could find God's treasure, it would be found in a humble and contrite heart.  You by your divinity know all things divine and by your humanity you feel all things human.  By the mystery of your Sacred Heart, you have united man to yourself forever.  Hold back nothing from me that could draw me more completely into the deepest recesses of your heart.  Whether peace or distress, bliss or grief, I accept all as an invitation to know you and love you more profoundly.  O Lord, perfect me in your love, confirm me in your grace and take delight in the richness of my surrender.  Where your treasure lies there will you find my heart.  Amen.

~ Pedro de la Cruz