Posted tagged ‘Goodness’

A BRIEF WORD TO SJWs

October 22, 2017

Goodness:

beautiful

 

Social Justice Warriors claim that they are working to make a better world.

Here is a short word to them:  

If everything in the world were perfectly good,  we would still need God, for goodness comes from God.*

If we take the Social Justice Warriors  at their word,  which I don’t,  but if they mean what they say, isn’t it good for all of us to work hard to improve the lot of unfortunate people in this world?

Yes.  But there is no ultimate Goodness apart from God.

All.  Goodness.  Comes.  From.  God.  Our.  Creator.

God the Creator, in His goodness, has given us a beautiful world,  for our benefit.   Goodness and beauty and love . . .  all the perfect attributes of God are  meant to be  increased in our lives and spread about by us.     ” Working to make the world a better place.”

(Perhaps a small point of commonality  with those who are sincerely attracted to Marxist dogma — and yet are willing to have a conversation?)

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.*   from  Simple Truths, Thinking Life through,  by Bishop Fulton J. Sheen

 

 

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THE GOOD ASTER

May 29, 2015

This one:

aster pinkThe Aster.  Someone thought this looked like a star or a starburst so they named it with the Greek word for star:  “aster.”

The quality associated with the aster is Goodness and we can surely describe the Virgin Mary as good..     God, the Creator,  created a Good Mother for the Son of God to be Incarnated in.   We’ve had almost a whole month of “good”  qualities associated with Mary, these qualities perfected in her, and we understand how she was the perfectly Good mother to bear the Son of God.

aster fieldNow, asters bloom in the late Summer and Fall and keep blooming  long after the other flowers begin to fade.   In your garden they will be practically the last flower left.    The association with goodness?   If you think of all your friends and acquaintances,  the ones the stay the longest after everyone else has moved on are the “good ones,”  the good friends; sometimes when things get tough for you,  they are the ones who stay beside you, because they care,  they have a good heart,   and are there with you because they are just purely your friend.

How much Our Lady cherishes . . . .

aster blue. . . . the goodness in the friends of her Son.

THE GOOD SHEPHERD: Philosophy 101

April 19, 2015

Today in Christendom is Good Shepherd Sunday.    We join with our ancestors for hundreds and hundreds  of years in learning more deeply why Our Lord is likened to a Shepherd and why we are likened to sheep.

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Looking forward,  we join today with future generations who will also learn and contemplate Christ the Good Shepherd.   We will teach our children — and observe how they instinctively understand this analogy.

The Shepherd cares for the sheep and does everything in their best interest.  The sheep,  little ones and  older ones,  follow His lead because they trust Him to know best.    They keep their eye on their shepherd,  they go to him for their needs, and we can even  imagine the sheep bear affection towards their shepherd.

This alone is worthy of a lifetime of meditation.

As we become adults and grow older,   it’s a good thing to focus on that very word which children, in their childlike innocence, seem to understand so well:   “Good.”     The tiniest toddler understands:  “Good boy!”    “Good girl.”

And what does it mean when we call the Son of God, our Good Shepherd   “good”?      Wise men with greater intellects than I have said that  God is good, and that the very definition of “good”  is named God,  and that God is Goodness itself.   Fundamentally,  what is good?   God is that which is Goodness.

Do you have a problem with God?    Imagine a “better God” – one that is so good that He is infinitely good —  That is God.    You’ve heard a lot of enemies of God speak about Him.   So can you imagine an even better God than what they say there is?    Then that is the real God.

You can go on and on like this;  keep imagining a God who is even more good,  and even more good than that.    You may go on into Infinity, and then begin to approach the Goodness of the One God Most High — Who is Goodness itself.

“God  is  Good.”   And God is the source and origin of all goodness that comes into man’s thinking.

But is He “real”?        Long before Christianity came about,  The Greeks understood that something that is actually really in existence is greater than the thought of it.   

Christian philosophy adds a kind of definition of God:    “God is that than which no greater can be conceived.”    

So when you say God is Good, and have an idea what that means,  still greater is the real God,  for He actually exists. 

And in His Goodness,   He is actually Good to us as individuals.   

Good shepherd and you

He is our Shepherd,   one sheep at a time.

A child can understand this.

MAKING AMERICA GREAT – 2 (ANOTHER LITTLE BOY)

December 10, 2014

I do hope the Chimney Sweeper in the last posting had meaning for you all.    It’s been a part of my “literary memory”  for many years now.

Here is another “literary” endeavor:

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I can read it!!   I’m sure you almost can too!

It’s a Thank You Note written by my grandson, Cooper, who has just turned four years old, about three weeks ago.

This is a thank you for  his birthday presents from me.    His Mommy and Daddy are teaching him to do his duty and fulfill his social obligations by writing thank you notes for whatever people give him.   In Cooper’s World,  he is so young that he will never know a time when he didn’t do this;  this will seem normal in his World  and will be second nature to him.

So –  “Making America Great”   again –   In a “great society,”  there are rules of  courtesy and consideration for others, based upon Christian kindness and  caring for others.   We may express gratitude or sympathy or concern or mutual happiness.      This is a “good” thing.   We learn etiquette  to help us manifest these expressions of our mutual humanity.

The rules of courtesy are the same for everyone;  for the very poor orphan in the last post  (we have to say “disadvantaged” now) and for the economically privileged child with parents who are present and loving and for everyone in every situation in between.    There are no excuses.  It has nothing to do with being rich or poor, educated or uneducated.     So much can easily happen between people that it’s essential to affirm our own dignity as human beings  by respecting the rules of a good society.

Somehow my grandson was born into a home with the most loving, attentive, and responsible parents.   I thank God for that.  It’s not easy to write a thank you note (especially when you’re just four years old)  but his way in the world will be easier for having learned such things.   He will gain self-respect, and the more he respects others,  the more self-respect he will gain!

Is this an unusual situation?   I don’t know.   But where our society has broken down, where we are cynical and suspicious about others and expect the worst,  we can make repairs.    We can teach and insist and demonstrate the importance of building and maintaining a civil society.      There are little social niceties to practice.     There are ways to speak to each other.     There are civil ways to disagree with each other.     And there are firm, respectful ways to disengage with those who insist on bad social behavior.

The responsibility lies with individuals.   We are each responsible to for the quality of our society.

 

 

MAKING AMERICA GREAT – 1

December 9, 2014

 

Yikes!   Given the spike in readership from the aforementioned country in my previous post,  I will not delay beginning my observation on what there remains in Americans – though dormant – to restore a nation that was once “great”  and “good”  (as described by a foreign observer named Alexis de Tocqueville). 

“Great and good.”     It requires some work.     This blog posting may require some work  to figure out the worthwhile part on today’s post.

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It begins with the chimney cleaners I hired this week to inspect and clean my fireplace.   We are clever, we moderns.  We can clean fireplaces and chimneys with a minimum of fuss.   Trucks.   Videos.    Giant vacuums.   Long-handled scraping things.

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But once upon a time, before our technology,  chimneys still had to be cleaned, or eventually your house would burn down.    Many dark, dirty, very narrow chimneys on each house.

That beautiful estate is the Montecute House in England – beautiful, green England, whose Anglo-Saxon blood is mixed with the blood of the Danes, the Norse, the Irish — and whose children are historically often blond-haired, blue-eyed, and rosy-cheeked.

It is those children who were sent to clean the chimney — the orphaned and the very poor.

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Here is our part –  the hard part,  the worthwhile part.    Here is a test to see what is inside of us:
The Chimney Sweeper     by  William Blake

When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue,
Could scarcely cry weep weep weep weep,
So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep.

There’s little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head
That curled like a lambs back was shav’d; so I said,
Hush, Tom, never mind it, for when your head’s bare,
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair

And so he was quiet. & that very night.
As Tom was a-sleeping he had such a sight
That thousands of sweepers Dick, Joe, Ned, & Jack
Were all of them lock’d up in coffins of black,

And by came an Angel who had a bright key
And he open’d the coffins & set them all free.
Then down a green plain leaping laughing they run
And wash in a river and shine in the Sun.

Then naked & white, all their bags left behind.
They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind.
And the Angel told Tom, if he’d be a good boy,
He’d have God for his father & never want joy.

And so Tom awoke and we rose in the dark
And got with our bags & our brushes to work.
Tho’ the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm
So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.

chimney boy with bag
The “test” –

Did you see little Tom, orphaned and scared?

Did you see him cry when his heavy blond curls were cut, his head shaved, for the sake of his job?

Did you feel his fright, like that of a lamb in a hard steel trap?   That will be his life.

Did you enter his dream and see only little boys like him, enshrouded in dark coffins of soot and coals?

Did you experience his version of what Heaven would be?

Did you feel his resignation to a dark, ugly, short life that he could never change – on his own – without help?
If,   deep down inside you, you felt outrage and pity and compassion while you read this poem,  then there is that “good and great” somewhere dormant in you . . . .

If this poem has nothing to do with your life,   then look to your own happiness,  keep away from things that disturb, for as long as you can, and watch your country become cold and corrupted, weakened, and “defeated from within.”

This poem is Hint #1 for what lies dormant in us.

This isn’t about Russia and America,  nor about socialism and capitalism.     It’s about the Christian individual,  a whole nation of Christian individuals,   living with compassion and pity and love,  it’s being individually responsible to be our brother’s keeper,    bringing about laws that conform with the love and compassion of our Creator, and it’s about rejecting a cold, dispassionate power-hungry State that would impose its own values upon free men and women in order to increase its power, stay in power, rule over us as though this State entity knew what is best for mankind.

The Church teaches us The Corporate Works of Mercy.      Have you heard of them?      They give specific direction to our feelings of compassion so that we can take effective action.    We learn them;  we do them;  then we love to be doing them!   The Corporate Works of Mercy  encourage the participation of good individuals in a good society.

Would we let a large State rule over us and promise us “everything”  so that we don’t have to really . . .  feel — and disturb our own lives?   If compassion, love, and caring lie dormant within us,  then a large State rises up to fill the vacuum with its own self-interest.   That’s not really the American Way.