The Supernatural Life

A beautiful post!

ragazzagallese

To rectify. – A little each day. – This must be your constant task if you really want to become a saint

You have an obligation to sanctify yourself – Yes, you too. – Who thinks that this task is only for priests and religious? To everyone without exception, Our Lord said: “Be perfect, as my Heavenly Father is perfect”

Your interior life has to be just that: to begin…and to begin again

– St Josemaria Escriva, The Way, p. 119

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12 Responses to The Supernatural Life

  1. GC says:

    It’s diificult to see how this kind of thing would not make the Church “self-referential”.

    As a commenter on another blog said rather well:

    I pray I am not misunderstanding the Holy Father to be discounting the utmost priority of the interior life (of a person and of the Church) in order to bear good fruit in the active life.
    I hope St. Pius X is praying in Heaven for his successor to read his old bedside companion, The Soul of the Apostolate by Chautard.

    “GOOD WORKS SHOULD BE NOTHING BUT AN OVERFLOW FROM THE INNER LIFE”

    Main article is here:

    https://www.catholicvote.org/pope-francis-against-the-self-referential-church/

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  2. I don’t understand what you’re trying to say?

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  3. GC says:

    ragazzagallese, the effect of all the Pope’s talk of a “self-referential Church” seems to be the turning of the Church towards an “active” or even “political” life and away from the “inner life”.

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  4. Oh, I see what you mean. Yes, of course the two go hand in hand. Faith without works is dead and all that…

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  5. GC says:

    We might be getting just “the works” soon enough.

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  6. Brother Burrito says:

    My tuppence worth: Contemplation beats action, (Mary>Martha) but better than both is contemplation during/with action. ie the action becomes holy by making it Christ’s action.

    Perhaps another translation gremlin has crept in giving us self-referential instead of self-conscious. When it is not I that acts but Christ who acts in me, then I am by definition, unselfconscious. Christ’s beloved little ones are marked out by their unselfconsciousness. Theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven.

    To create a beautiful piece of pottery, the potter’s mind and hands become one with the nascent art-form, in the wet clay. (I am sure that’s as clear as mud!). He or she loses themself in the art.

    Good habits, instincts and “muscle memory” come with practice AND Grace. Palpable, or patent goodness are the fruits of these two, and is our goal in this life.

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  7. GC, well, we know that won’t work. If you haven’t got your interior life sorted out, how will you be able to discern between good and bad works? That’s when people start supporting abortion and contraception and the like for ‘compassionate’ reasons.

    Then again, I don’t ever want to be the type of person who makes every effort to get to daily mass and to pray my rosary, yet I won’t do good works like pro-life work. As Brother Burrito said (well, this is what I took from what you said), it’s a balance.

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  8. kathleen says:

    “We might be getting just “the works” soon enough.”

    GC: I think that is what Michael Voris was also trying to say in the “Go Out and Preach” post.
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    BB: your “tuppence worth” is worth more than a pot of gold! 😉

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  9. Toadspitttle says:

    Mind and Matter.
    Can’t have one without the other.

    “Contemplation beats action.” Well, not in my book.
    Think first, for sure – but then act.
    …Or nothing will get done.

    “Christ’s beloved little ones are marked out by their unselfconsciousness.”
    That and their smallness, their immaturity, and their ignorance.
    “Be ye as little children,” as is often said.
    To paraphrase Montaigne, ” If smallness, immaturity and ignorance are desirable qualities, shouldn’t we all start taking ‘Small, immature and Ignorant,’ classes as soon as possible?”

    Incidentally, haven’t we all noticed how little girls always unselfconsciously lift up their dresses to show off their tummies?
    Food for thought there.

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  10. Brother Burrito says:

    Toad, where smallness, immaturity and ignorance are concerned,

    You are the MAN!

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  11. GC says:

    Brother Burrito, no single organisation or body has done more in the history of the cosmos in the way of charity than the Catholic Church and has inspired others to do so. We hardly need a pope to suggest otherwise. What an insult to the thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands who have offered up their whole lives in this cause, often even undergoing martyrdom in the effort.

    We knew long before this that the Master enjoined on us every conceivable charitable endeavour for love of Him and His Father and we’ve got the form to show it. Oh, how self-referential, probably.

    Incarnate Word, in Whom all nature lives,
    Cast flame upon the Earth, raise up contemplatives
    Among us, men* who walk within the fire
    Of ceaseless prayer, impetuous desire,
    Set pools of silence in this thirsty land:
    Distracted men who sow their hopes in sand
    Will sometimes feel an evanescent sense
    Of questioning, they do not know from whence.
    Prayer has an influence we cannot mark,
    It works like radium in the dark.
    And next to prayer the outward works of grace:
    Humility that takes the lower place,
    Serene content that does not ask for more,
    And simple joy, the treasure of the poor,
    And active charity that knocks on any door.
    It’s easy said – I wish my words might chime
    With fitting deeds as easily as they rhyme.
    Yet somehow between prayer and common sense
    Hearts may be touched, and lives have influence.
    And when the heart is once disposed to see,
    Then reason can unlock faith’s treasury.
    To rapt astonishment is then displayed
    A cosmic map Mercator never made.

    * and women!

    Not the greatest of poetry, but it has its moments.

    (By James McAuley, formerly Professor of Poetry, University of Tasmania (stone the ruddy thylacines, yeah) from A letter to John Dryden)

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  12. Toadspitttle says:

    …Proper rhymes, though.

    Careful you don’t make Toad’s tiny head swell, Burrissimo, with your honeyed words…

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