Sunday, May 22, 2011
Quote for Today May 22, 2011
"To kill a human being is, after all, the least injury you can do him."
Henry James [1943-1916] Complete Tales (1962), Vol. 1, "My Friend Bingham" (1867 short story).
Questions:
What has been the greatest affront you've experienced?
Was the hurt deliberate?
Have you forgiven the person?
Did you talk to the person about what happened?
The tongue is metaphored as a sword or pen at times. Have you ever stabbed a person with a comment you made - or have you ever written a letter that really hurt another?
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Quote for Today May 21, 2011
"The great person is the one who does not lose one's child's heart."
Mencius [372-289 B.C.] Works, 2:12 [Check out Jesus' version, Matthew 18:3.""The one who makes himself as little as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven." In Bartlett's Familiar Quotations where I found the quote from Mencius, a James Legge adds, "But Christ speaks of the child's heart as a thing to be regained. Mencius speaks of it as a thing not to be lost."
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Quote for Friday on Right and Wrong from C.S. Lewis - May 20, 2011
"The Law of Human Nature
"Everyone has heard people quarrelling. Sometimes it sounds funny and sometimes it sounds merely unpleasant; but however it sounds, I believe we can learn something very important from listening to the kinds of things they say. They say things like this: 'How'd you like it if anyone did the same to you?' - 'That's my seat, I was there first' - 'Leave him alone, he isn't doing you any harm' - 'Why should you shove in first?' - 'Give me a bit our your orange, I gave you a bit of mine' - 'Come on, you promised.' People say things like that every day, educated people as well as uneducated, and children as well as grown-ups.
"Now what interests me about all these remarks is that the man who makes them is not merely saying that the other man's behavior does not happen to please him. He is appealing to some kind of standard of behavior which he expects the other man to know about. And the other man very seldom replies: 'To hell with your standard.' Nearly always he tries to make out that what he has been doing does not really go against the standard, or that if it does there is some special excuse. He pretends there is some special reason in this particular case why the person who took the seat first should not keep it, or that things were quite different when he was given the bit of orange, or that something has turned up which lets him off keeping his promise. It looks, in fact, very much as if both parties had in mind some kind of Law or Rule of fair player or decent behavior or morality or whatever you like to call it, about which they really agreed. And they have. If they had not, they might, of course, fight like animals, but they could not quarrel in the human sense of the word. Quarrelling means trying to show that the other man is in the wrong. And there would be no sense in trying to do that unless you and he had some sort of agreement as to what Right and Wrong are; just as there would be no sense in saying that a footballer had committed a foul unless there was some agreement about the rules of football.
"Now this Law or Rule about Right and Wrong used to be called the Law of Nature. Nowadays, when we talk of the 'laws of nature' we usually mean things like gravity, or heredity' or the laws of chemistry. But when the older thinkers called the Law of Right and Wrong 'the Law of Nature,' they really meant the Law of Human Nature. The idea was that, just as all bodies are governed by the law of gravitation and organisms by biological laws, so the creature called man also had his law - with the great difference, that a body could not choose either to obey the Law of Human Nature or to destroy it."
C. S. Lewis, pages 17-18 in his book, Mere Christianity - Macmillan Publishing Company, New York, 1952
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Quote for Thursday, May 19. 2011, on the Forbidden from St. Augustine
THE STOLEN FRUIT
"(9) Surely, Lord, your law punishes theft, as does that law written on the hearts of men, which not even iniquity itself blots out. What thief puts up with another thief with a calm mind? Not even a rich thief will pardon one who steals from him because of want. But I willed to commit theft, and I did so, not because I was driven to it by any need, unless it were by poverty of justice, and dislike of it, and by a glut of evildoing. For I stole a thing of which I had plenty of my own and of much better quality. Nor did I wish to enjoy that thing which I desired to gain by the theft, but rather to enjoy the actual theft and the sin of theft.
"In a garden nearby to our vineyard there was a pear tree, loaded with fruit that might be desirable neither in appearance nor in taste. Late one night - to which hour, according to our pestilential custom, we kept up our street games - a group of very bad youngsters set out to shake down and rob this tree. We took great loads of fruit from it, not for our own eating, but rather to throw it to the pigs; even if we did eat a little of it, we did this to do what pleased us for the reason that it was forbidden.
"Behold my heart, O Lord, behold my heart upon which you had mercy in the depths of the pit. Behold, now let my heart tell you what it looked for there, that I should be evil without purpose and that there should be no cause for my evil but evil itself. Foul was the evil, and I loved it. I loved to go down to death. I loved my fault, not that for which I did the fault, but I loved the fault itself. Base in soul was I, and I leaped down from your firm clasp even towards complete destruction, and I sought nothing from the shameful deed but shame itself."
St. Augustine [354-430], Confessions, Chapter 4, Book 2 - pages 69-70 in John K. Ryan's translation of The Confessions of St. Augustine, Image Books, A Division of Doubleday & Company, Inc. Garden City, N.Y., 1960
FILL IN THE BLANK
INTRODUCTION
The title of my homily for this 4th Tuesday after Easter is, “It Was ______. Fill In The Blank.”
Some homework for today. If you had to describe your life in 3 words, the first 2 words being, “It was” or “It is”, what word would be your 3rd word?
IT WAS WINTER
There is a short sentence in today’s gospel that triggered the thought for this homily. The sentence is, “It was winter.”
I remember when we were studying English literature, our teacher said that Ernest Hemingway’s impact on American English writing was, “Short sentences.”
“It was winter.” Now that’s a short sentence. This sentence appears in John 10:22. However, in Greek, which the New Testament comes to us in, it’s in a 10 word sentence. That is short compared to many New Testament sentences. The Greek New Testament is loaded with lots of “and’s” or “kai’s. In Greek “KAI” is the word for “and”.
There is another 3 word sentence in the Gospel of John that I also love, “It was night” (John 13:30) That was how the Greek was translated in the New American Bible. I noticed the New American Bible Revised Edition added the word "And." It's now, "And it was night." The Greek for that sentence is also 10 words. Not a big deal, but I still love, "It was night." What a great comment after Jesus dipped the bread in the sauce dish and handed it to Judas. It was the same hand that Judas used to steal money. It was the same hand that took the 30 pieces of silver. The dish might be filled with a blood red sauce. It was a sauce of bitter herbs. Then Judas went out to betray Jesus with a kiss. "It was night!" Judas dipped himself deeper into the dark! [I also noticed that the word in Greek for dip is "BAPTO." Was there an early church theme that one can be baptized in evil as well as good?]
This coming Advent we’re going to have new English translations of the Latin Mass Prayers. From what I’ve been reading, those sentences are going to be even longer than they are now. Some of those prayers have sentences that are 30 and 40 words long – and sometimes they are headscratchers. Of course, that’s my opinion.
Also in my opinion, the translators for American English ought to take a course in the writings of Ernest Hemingway. Sometimes I catch my sentences being too, too long, so I have to keep remembering to make my sentences shorter when I write.
I’m assuming that those who worked on this new translation of the Latin to English want to be able to say after all is done, “It’s as close to the Latin as possible.” I would want them to say, “It is clear.” Once more this is my opinion, but who am I? This is why I love Emily Dickenson’s poem # 288,
“I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody - Too?”
Then there’s a pair of us?
Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know!
How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one’s name – the livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!
KISS
We’ve all heard the KISS principle for public speaking and writing: Keep It Simple Stupid.
We have a story about one of our Redemptorist general chapters in Rome. This Italian guy was giving a comment about some issue. He was going on and on and on in very heated Italian. The translators couldn’t find space in between his words to translate – so they waited till he finally finished. The English translator simply said, “He’s against it.” Everyone laughed – and the speaker started looking around – trying to figure out what happened.
I put a quote on my BLOG yesterday from Schiller, “What is the short meaning of the long speech?” I’ll have to remember that when I finish a homily. Re-write it. Edit it. Make it clearer. Make it shorter.
I also have to remember what I wrote down somewhere, “If you can’t put what you’re trying to say on a match book cover, you don’t know what you’re saying.”
CONCLUSIONS
So what am I saying here?
I’m saying I was taught that clear thinking and clear writing should be brief and to the point – a la Ernest Hemingway.
I’m saying that I would hope that the Church readings and prayers would be translated into crisp– short – sentences - if possible - sort of like “It was night!” or “It was winter.”
I’m saying that we’d be better communicators, if we say what we’re tying to say in short bursts of words like we hear at the end of today’s first reading, “It was in Antioch that the disciples were first called Christians.” Translated into one’s home or one’s life, we should hear ourselves saying, “Sorry. That wasn’t very Christian of me.”
I’m asking, “What are our personal prayers like? Are they brief and to the point or meaningless babble?” Translation. For example, a possible morning prayer: “Another day, Lord. Thanks.” For example, a possible night prayer: “Lord, it’s been a long day. Good night. I’m dead tired. Thanks for everything. Enough. Sorry."
In this homily, I've given you homework: Describe your life in 3 words, the first 2 words being: It Was ______.
I came up with my 3rd word. I’m glad I wouldn’t say of my life, “It was winter.” Or “It was night.” I would like to say, “It was always spring.” But that is 4 words, so my answer is, “It was surprise.”
Fill in your blank. Your life: It was ________.
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