It has been waaaaay too long since we’ve posted, and we will catch you up on what we’ve been doing for the last month, but in the meantime, we wanted to give you something to think about on this beautiful feast of the Triumph of the Cross. Today’s feast, as you may already know, celebrates the finding of the True Cross, on which Our Lord was crucified, by St. Helena, mother of Emperor Constantine.
This past weekend at the Fullness of Truth Conference Mary McClernon (from Summa Enterprises) gave us this lovely little volume called Eucharistic Whisperings, published in the 1920s. It has clearly been loved and used for many, many years already and we can see why – it’s full of beautiful conversations we can have with Jesus during Adoration. With Our Lord’s suffering on the Cross in mind, and how that has transformed our own sufferings, here’s something from this book which we thought would be fitting for today’s feast day:
My poor soul has met with many a bitter hour of trial, with many a sore disappointment; it has bled beneath many a bolt of agony, and many a shaft of sorrow; but You have been its comfort, its stay. At my cry for Continue reading
As today is the feast of the Exaltation of the Cross, we thought it would be nice to share one of our favorite hymns, Crux Fidelis. This is an interesting composition, attributed to King John IV of Portugal (1604-1656), performed by The King’s Singers.
|Crux fidelis inter omnes, arbor una nobilis.
Nulla silva talem profert fronde, flore, germine.
Dulce lignum, dulces clavos, dulce pondus sustinet.
Flecte ramos, arbor alta, tensa laxa viscera.
Et rigor lentescat ille, quem dedit nativitas.
Et superni membra Regis tende miti stipite.
Sola digna tu fuisti ferre mundi victimam,
atque portum præparare arca mundo naufrago,
quam sacer cruor perunxit, fusus Agni corpore.
Sempiterna sit beatæ Trinitati gloria;
Æqua Patri Filioque, par decus Paraclito;
Unius Trinique nomen laudet universitas.
|Faithful Cross, the noblest of all trees,
no forest ever produced your like in leaf, in flower, in seed.
Sweet wood to hold sweet nails and bear sweet weight.
Bend your branches, tall tree, relax your tense muscles
and may your native stiffness be softened.
Extend the limbs of the supreme King with your gentle trunk.
You alone have been worthy to bear the world’s sacrifice
and anointed with holy blood, shed from the body of the Lamb,
like the ark to furnish a harbour for a shipwrecked world.
Eternal glory be to the blessed Trinity;
Equal glory to the Father and the Son, equal honour to the Comforter;
May the universe praise the name of the One and the Three.