Before starting with this post, take a close look at that picture above. Note, to the left, what we are to be like to reach the final frontier, our heavenly homeland. Great insight by Vincenzo the ever talented graphic artist of TheseStoneWalls.
And that, my friends, is the spirit in which Father Gordon MacRae (about) has written a super-geek article on the wonders of the universe and our all too weak but enthralling involvement in trying to take notice of the splendor of God. So refreshing.
I can’t resist adding this bit…
God’s Grandeur by Father Gerard Manley Hopkins, S.J. (1918)
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man’s smudge & shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast & with ah! bright wings.

Just to say, I find such articles to be mind-blowing, soul-expanding. More so when I take note that it is a prisoner of almost two decades who is writing such masterpieces. Such an irony. Our Lord, mind you, always but a.l.w.a.y.s. works with irony. Just so you know. And if you didn’t know that, you are missing out on life. So, how to fix that. Let our Lord grab you and take you into the wild unknown, the final frontier. Let Him take you, even you, even me, through this life to our Heavenly Homeland to behold the Face of our Our Father, through, with and in Jesus, and, yes, by that ever so firey love of the Holy Spirit.
Father Gordon adds an unnecessary apology:
Be consoled by the fact that of my 180 posts for TSW to date – not including the occasional re-run – only four have been about science. Okay, one was science fiction and I’m not counting that one. It was an Advent post titled “Phasers on Stun, Mr. Spock! Captain Kirk’s Star Trek Epiphany.” Whether you’re a trekkie or not, it’s a good post for the upcoming Advent.
According to our friend, Pornchai, my four science posts comprise just 2.2% of all my posts on These Stone Walls. Pornchai spontaneously calculated that figure in his everexpanding head when I read him the above paragraph. Ever since receiving that diploma with high honors that I wrote of last week, Pornchai’s been sounding a bit like Mr. Spock just out of StarFleet Academy. I’ve even noticed a slight pointing of the ears. Anyway, please don’t click me away just yet. I’ll try to keep my geeky science posts at 2.2%.
I object. I love the geeky science posts!




Accompany me, Father George David Byers, S.S.L., S.T.D., as I begin life as a Catholic Priest-Hermit by choice. Holy Souls Hermitage is dedicated to the sanctification of my fellow priests, bishops, deacons & seminarians going through the purgatory of this life or the next. Prayer and sacrifice go up, of course, for both Benedict XVI and the next Successor of Saint Peter. 






Thamks