Showing posts with label spiritual battle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spiritual battle. Show all posts
Friday, May 12, 2017
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
There's Something in My Shoe
Why, look at this! It's December 6th, and is this a letter from Santa that I see in my blog-shoe?
Dear Boys and Girls,
I have a confession to make. I'm not exactly who you think I am.
Oh, I'm real all right, and I hope my telling you that right off the bat will make you feel better. But I confess that I'm not the precise person, technically, specifically, who, in all honesty, places toys by that pretty tree on Christmas. Your tree looks especially nice this year, by the way, and yes - I can see it. I live where I can see lots of things, someplace much cooler than the North Pole.
I live with God.
I am, you see, a saint. I was a bishop and I lived in the fourth century and I fought heresy. Oh yes, I did. You can go read about that by clicking on this line right here.
People who teach heresy lead God's people away from Him, and that's just not nice. I guess you could say little Arius wound up on my naughty list.
So yes, Virginia, there is a me. And as for you, Harold and Jason and Emma - why, look here! Everybody who's reading this is on the Nice List!
Keep up the good work, boys and girls. Stay in touch with
God, and have a HO HO HO Meerrrrrrrrrry Christmas!I have a confession to make. I'm not exactly who you think I am.
Oh, I'm real all right, and I hope my telling you that right off the bat will make you feel better. But I confess that I'm not the precise person, technically, specifically, who, in all honesty, places toys by that pretty tree on Christmas. Your tree looks especially nice this year, by the way, and yes - I can see it. I live where I can see lots of things, someplace much cooler than the North Pole.
I live with God.
I am, you see, a saint. I was a bishop and I lived in the fourth century and I fought heresy. Oh yes, I did. You can go read about that by clicking on this line right here.
People who teach heresy lead God's people away from Him, and that's just not nice. I guess you could say little Arius wound up on my naughty list.
So yes, Virginia, there is a me. And as for you, Harold and Jason and Emma - why, look here! Everybody who's reading this is on the Nice List!
Love,
Nicholas of Myra, Bishop
(but you can call me Santy as long as you want)
(This was originally posted on a blog I had several years ago. Shared here because, well, sometimes we just need a touch of whimsey....)
Saturday, July 23, 2016
Thursday, April 14, 2016
Monday, November 11, 2013
Against These Feeble Assaults
'Little temptations to anger, suspicion, jealousy, envy, flirtation, vanity, frivolity, duplicity, affectation, deceit, unchaste thoughts - these are the trials that even the most devout and resolute must constantly face. Therefore, Philothea, we have to prepare ourselves for this battle with great care and diligence. Be sure that, for all our victories over these little enemies, as many precious stones will be set in the crown of glory which God prepares for us in heaven. Because of this, I repeat, while being ready to fight against great temptations when they come, we must defend ourselves well and diligently against these little and feeble assaults.' (St. Francis de Sales, Introduction to the Devout Life)
Painting: Womanhood, 1925, Thomas Edwin Mostyn
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Monsters in Africa
'It is an error to desire martyrdom without having enough courage to bear an insult. The enemy often arouses in us ardent desires for things that are absent and may never come our way. It is to turn our mind away from present objects from which, however small they may be, we could draw much profit.
In imagination, we fight monsters in Africa. But in fact, due to lack of attention, we allow ourselves to be killed by little serpents on our way.' (St. Francis de Sales)
Hendrick ter Brugghen painting, public domain
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