Archives August 2014

Remember Me

To the living, I am gone.
To the sorrowful, I will never return.
To the angry, I was cheated.
But to the happy, I am at peace.
And to the faithful, I have never left.
I cannot speak, but I can listen.
I cannot be seen, but I can be heard.
So as you stand upon the shore,
gazing at the beautiful sea, remember me.

As you look in awe at a mighty forest
and in its grand majesty, remember me.
Remember me in your hearts,
in your thoughts, and the memories of the
times we loved, the times we cried,
the battle we fought and the times we laughed.
For if you always think of me,
I will never have gone.

Anon.


Maximilian Kolbe

Maximilian Kolbe’s martyrdom is the least important thing about him. We are none of us likely to find ourselves in a position to emulate his sacrifice, and speculation as to the heroic way in which we would have behaved in his place is a pernicious waste of time. What is important is that he acted the way he did because of who he was – or, rather, because of who he had become.

It is because of who he had become that we revere him as a saint: he would have been a saint (though perhaps not canonized) even if he had not been martyred. And that process of becoming is something we can all emulate. We can all become people for whom doing the right thing is obvious, natural, and easy. It requires no heroism, no special gifts: just perseverance, and prayer.

From the Universalis commentary.

Amen and Amen.