At the Sleepy Sailor : A Tribute to R.A. Lafferty
Filed under Laffertyana
"All that we had salvaged from the fire
Was a waste of time
(But) what a waste of time"
God be in my head, and in my being. God be in my mind, and understanding. God be in my eyes, and in my seeing. God be in my ears, and in my hearing. God be in my mouth, & in my speaking. God be in my heart, and in my thinking. Amen. - Recusant Prayer Book (1604)
"Above all things love God with thy heart. Desire his honour more than the health of thy own soul. Take heed with all diligence to purge and cleanse thy mind with oft confession and raise thy desire or lust from earthly things. Judge the best. Use much silence, but when thou hast necessary cause to speak. Be solitary, as much as is convenient for thine estate. Banish from thee all grudging and detraction, and especially from thy tongue, And pray often."
______Saint Adrian Fortescue
"Sweep thy soul clean with a broom of the dread of God and with water of thine eye wash it, and so shalt thou finden thy drachma, Jesu..." - Walter Hylton
"...Devotion is nothing else, but a quiet and peaceable state of the soul, endued with a joyful promptness to the diligent execution of all things that appertain to the honour of God." - Fr. Robert Persons
A Spiritual Glass
Read distinctly.
Pray devoutly.
Sigh deeply.
Suffer patiently.
Meek you lowly.
Give no sentence hastily.
Speak but rathe, and that truly.
Prevent your speech discreetly.
Do your deeds in charity.
Temptations resist strongly ;
break his head shortly.
Weep bitterly.
Have compassion tenderly.
Do good works busily.
Love perseverantly.
Love heartily.
Love faithfully.
Love God alonely.
And all others for Him charitably.
Love in adversity.
Love in prosperity.
Think always of love, for love is
none other but God Himself.
Thus to love bringeth the lover
to Love without end.
Amen.
"Jesu let thy blood run in my mind as water of life, to cleanse the filth of my sins, & to bring forth the fruit of life everlasting." - St. Robert Southwell
Happy soul his who, as he sings, is kindled with the desire of him of whom he sings and, moved to devotion and tears, speaks to those whose presence he feels in the spirit, saying 'Daughters of Jerusalem, tell the Beloved that I languish for love.' - S. Ælred of Rievaulx
Let us be careful that no image but that of God takes shape in our souls.
Saint Columbanus
O King of Kings!
O Sheltering wings!
O Guardian Tree!
All, all of me,
Thou Virgin's Nurseling,
Rests in Thee.
- Old Irish Poem -
Let none see you from the service of God or unoccupied. In reading of prophets, epistles, gospels, saints lives and other deeds of virtue doing, having ever books in your hands, studying or writing that people seeing you may say : Behold here the servant of God and the lanterns of the world. - St. Hieronymus
Jesu for thy holy name, and for thy bitter passion, Save us from sin and shame, and endless damnation, and bring us to thy bliss that never shall have end sweet Jesu Amen. (1580)
This name Jesu, fix it so fast in thy heart, that it come never out of thy thought ... through custom, it shall be in thy ear joy, in thy mouth honey, and in thy heart melody ... it opens heaven, and makes a contemplative man. - Richard Rolle the Hermit of Hampole
The greatest comfort in all temptation
is the remembrance of Christ's passion.
Richard Whytford, Wretch of Syon
Hate what the world seeks,
and seek what it avoids.
St. Ignatius of Loyola
Witnesses are all things whatsoever, Great or Small, contained within the Circumference of this vast Universe, that no other Religion than ours, did ever take any deep root and plantation... Catholicism is the Christianity of history and fact. - St. Edmund Campion
It is either Rome,
or license of thought & will.
Cardinal Manning
“The crowning disloyalty to God is heresy. It is the sin of sins, the very loathsomest of things which God looks down upon in this malignant world. Yet how little do we understand of its excessive hatefulness! It is the polluting of God’s truth, which is the worst of all impurities. Yet how light we make of it! We look at it, and are calm. We touch it and do not shudder. We mix with it, and have no fear. We see it touch holy things, and we have no sense of sacrilege. We breathe its odour, and show no signs of detestation or disgust. Some of us affect its friendship; and some even extenuate its guilt. We do not love God enough to be angry for His glory. We do not love men enough to be charitably truthful for their souls." - Father Faber
Na all fod Vn ffydd onyd y wir Ffydd. There can be no other faith other than the true faith. - Robert Gwyn (16th c.)
Let each day link itself with grateful hymns And every night re-echo songs of God: Yea, be it mine to fight all heresies, Unfold the meanings of the Catholic faith, Trample on Gentile rites, thy gods, O Rome, Dethrone, the Martyrs laud, th’ Apostles sing. O while such themes my pen and tongue employ, May death strike off these fetters of the flesh And bear me whither my last breath shall rise! - Prudentius
Whosoever dieth out of the Catholic Church, dieth in the State of Damnation.
Bl. John Shert
Tyburn, 1582
God indue thee with his spirit, and send thee of his grace, that thou mayest take the right way and follow it, that thou mayest renounce all sects & heresies, and become a true member of Christ's Catholic Church, without which there is no sanctification of the holy Ghost, no remission of sins, and consequently no hope of the favour of God, no hope of life eternal. (1585)
“If one wants to know the probable result of the French Revolution, it suffices to examine that which united all parties. They have all wanted the debasement, even the destruction, of the Universal Church and the monarchy, from which it follows that all their efforts will culminate in the glorification of Christianity and the monarchy.” - Joseph de Maistre
“Combat ... the great evil of the present times that is trying to please God without offending the Devil or to put it better, serve the Devil without offending God.” - Louis Cardinal Billot
Within these folds
lie hidden no deceits,
No golden lures,
on which perdition waits :
But when thine eyes
the prickly thorns have past,
See in the circle
boundless joys at last.
Sir John Beaumont
"The city of thy holy one is made desert, Sion is made desert, Jerusalem is become desolate. The house of our sanctification, and of our glory, where our fathers praised thee, is turned into the burning of fire, and all our things worthy to be desired are turned into ruins." - Isaie 64:10-11 (Doway 1610)
O Mighty Lord, strengthen and build again the walls and gates of thy City the Church Catholic. Restore the ruins and gather together the citizens thereof, now dispersed like sheep without a Pastor, by licentious life and perverse doctrine. So, good Lord, do now in like manner again with Thy Church militant ; change and make the soft and slippery earth into hard stones ; set in Thy Church strong and mighty pillars that may suffer and endure great labours, watching, poverty, thirst, hunger, cold and heat ; which also shall not fear the threatenings of princes, persecution, neither death but always persuade and think with themself to suffer with a good will, slanders, shame and all kinds of torments for the glory and laud of Thy Holy Name. (Saint John Fisher)
And now O Lord Christ, most just and merciful, we Thy poor creatures that are so afflicted for confession and defense of Thy holy, Catholic, and Apostolic truth, contained in Thy Sacred Scriptures, and in the infallible doctrine of Thy dear spouse our mother the Church, we cry also unto Thy Majesty with tenderness of our hearts unspeakable, Come Lord Jesus quickly, and judge betwixt us and our Adversaries, and in the mean time give patience, comfort, and constancy to all that suffer for Thy Name, and trust in Thee, O Lord God our only helper and protector, tarry not long. Amen. (Rhemes 1582)
“Onward, my barque,
through the long sea!
Christ on the water
be thy steersmen,
with sure oar
and a clear sky!
. . . . .
Onward, my book!
Thou shalt go in joy
through wind and wave.
The scale-clad throng
shall keep thee company,
and the helmsman’s cry
with sweet tone
shall sound strongly
from the depths of the sea.
Hasten, my barque,
in joy through the waters!
. . . . .
Until thou art borne
on a straight course
to the fields of England!
Onward, my page!
Bp. Patrick (11th C.)
The soul hath sight
Of passionate yesterdays,
All gold and large,
Arisen to enrich our narrow night.