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Ronda Chervin received a Ph.D. in Philosophy from Fordham University and an MA in Religious Studies from Notre Dame Apostolic Institute. A widow, mother, and grandmother, she currently teaches philosophy at Holy Apostles College and Seminary in Cromwell, Connecticut. Write to her at chervinronda@gmail.com.
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“In all this mediaeval religious poetry there is much that we could not use now. Many of the hymns are quite bad, many are frigid compositions containing futile tricks, puns, misinterpreted quotations of Scripture, and twisted concepts, whose only point is their twist. But there is an amazing amount of beautiful poetry that we could still use. If we are to have vernacular hymns at all, why do we not have translations of the old ones?”
— Fr. Adrian Fortescue (d. 1923)

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To bear more fruit stay closer to Jesus
published 29 March 2013 by Dr. Ronda Chervin

From my old journals, 2006:

A priest in Hickory, N.C. said in a sermon that we should never go out to our ministries as if it is just “I am going” but always “we (Jesus and I) are going.”
At New Jersey talks for priests making this workshop-retreat, Scott Hahn interprets Jesus saying that “greater works than this will you do,” and “what is harder to forgive sins or say get up and walk” as about Eucharist and Reconciliation!
I am thinking of Brecht(?) who had a poem that was something like
When I was young I hated everybody.
Then when I was older I liked good people.
Now I am old and I respect everyone just because they are human beings in pain.
A little prose-poem of mine:
FEAR
Frantic cat
Wanting home
Stretched to the max
Across the screen door
Claws holding you fast

Turn around
And see your master
Close behind,
Ready to carry you inside!

Frantic human
Wanting home
Stretched to the max
Across the earth
Hands holding you fast

Turn around
And see your Lord
Close behind,
Ready to carry you to eternity!

I was feeling doubt about words in my heart from Jesus thinking I am just projecting this and I got this thought presumably from Jesus: Which pathos is greater: out of love for Love to believe I am loved or out of fear of being fatuous to reject even Love?