For the Solemnity of the Body and Blood of Christ
I am the living bread which came down from heaven; if any one eats of this bread, he will live for ever; and the bread which I shall give for the life of the world is my flesh.” - John 6:51
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For the Solemnity of the Body and Blood of Christ
I am the living bread which came down from heaven; if any one eats of this bread, he will live for ever; and the bread which I shall give for the life of the world is my flesh.” - John 6:51
Spring wildflowers in a Canadian mountain meadow
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Girl in Blue Arranging Flowers
Frederick Carl Frieseke, c. 1915 Oil on Canvas
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Jules Bastien-Lepage (1848-1884) "Joan of Arc" (1879) Oil on canvas Located in the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City, New York, United States
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How strange it is to wake up, check the news, see the world burning down… and still have to go to work, answer texts, be a person. Do what you can. That’s enough. It really is.
The world is always burning somewhere. You just happen to be in an era when you have dozens of media companies making big money on broadcasting it to the world at large. Almost none of it matters to you and is just mental dead weight, something that neither affects, nor can be affected by you.
[D]o not let us begin by exaggerating the novelty of our situation. Believe me, dear sir or madam, you and all whom you love were already sentenced to death before the atomic bomb was invented…It is perfectly ridiculous to go about whimpering and drawing long faces because the scientists have added one more chance of painful and premature death to a world which already bristled with such chances and in which death itself was not a chance at all, but a certainty. If we are all going to be destroyed by an atomic bomb, let that bomb when it comes find us doing sensible and human things—praying, working, teaching, reading, listening to music, bathing the children, playing tennis, chatting to our friends over a pint and a game of darts—not huddled together like frightened sheep and thinking about bombs. They may break our bodies (a microbe can do that) but they need not dominate our minds.
-- C. S. Lewis
Forgotten by humans, loved by nature.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son and and to the Holy Spirit,
As it was in the beginning is now, and ever shall be a world without end.
Amen.
Cochem, Germany
Shout out to the clover, the dandelion and the daisy. The triumvirate of springtime childish whimsy. WHO is doing it like them
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Alessandro di Mariano di Vanni Filipepi aka Sandro Botticelli (Italian, 1445-1510, b. Florence, Republic of Florence, now Italy, d. Ibid) - Madonna of the Magnificat (detail), c. 1481, Paintings: Tempera and Gold on a circular Wood Panel (Tondo)
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