Daily Archives: 2011/10/26

The second row of chopped wood, running the depth of the hermitage, was finished off, and a third started, with some wood ready to split. Work went until dark, which made me thank the Lord for the gift of sight. I tried to continue working, but I’m not much good at blindness, and know that I would only make mistakes or really, really hurt myself. So I gave up until the next day, today.

On that topic, I ask you to pray for two friends, one you almost certainly know (but I won’t tell you who it is, who has horrific eye problems) [Hail Mary...], and another you don’t know, whose optic nerves were destroyed in an accident as a teenager, after which he became very bitter [Hail Mary...].

Those who are blind and also thank the Lord for their experience of blindness are a great example to us all. Yikes! I especially like it when they have an in-your-face approach to “quality of life” issues, so that when they are deemed less than human by the euthanasia crowd (those cowards), they respond by letting the death mongers know what inhuman idiots they are for being so blind as to hold their fellow man to be somehow less than themselves.

Speaking of blindness, just to say: we only know that we would be spiritually blind if we were to be without the grace of God when we actually enjoy the grace of God in our lives. Those who are steeped in sin think they are sinless and that there is no such thing as sin, so selfish are they, not being able to see any more than one would see from inside a coffin six feet down. Only the sinless know sin, so that the Immaculate Conception stood under the Cross and saw all the sin of manking from the first to the last vomited out on the body of her Divine Son. Only the pure of heart can have a heart that suffers as an act of intercession for others.

How to have a pure heart, to give oneself over to our Lord, to His goodness and kindness, of which we are so unworthy? Confession. Regular confession. I went yesterday in the parking lot of the library, meeting a priest who was on his way from Asheville to way, way up the mountains. I know that I myself would be a freak-boy sinner without the intervention of our Lord. I have no idea why He chose me to rejoice in His goodness and kindness in confession since I was a youngster. But, there we are. I do rejoice in His goodness and kindness. It’s easy to do, always starting with confession. Regular confession. The thing is that our Lord rejoices in us if we but allow ourselves to rejoice in Him. When we know that we are just so spiritually blind without Him, it is then that, in Him, we see.