Both men had the courage of their convictions. They stood alone in defying the king. Fisher was the only bishop to speak out
against the king’s plan. But he did not
criticize those bishops who lacked the courage to speak out. Thomas More, who had held the highest legal
post in England, would not budge from his principles. He bore no ill will toward the judges who
condemned him to death. Neither man
wavered in his beliefs. Both died for
them. The courage of these two great
saints should be a model for us when we have to speak out against the abuses of
our age.
We don’t face martyrdom in quite the same way. We face something we may dread more. Criticism.
We face being considered hopelessly “behind the times.” We face ostracism or exclusion because of our
beliefs. We face the public execution by the perpetually aggrieved. Trying
saying in the public that Bruce Jenner is not a woman. The demands for apologies, groveling,
and job loss would reach a fever pitch immediately.
Confucius described “the
rectification of names.” One explanation
of this key concept of Chinese philosophy is that the corruption of society begins with the failure to call things by
their proper names… and its reconstruction begins with reattaching words to
real things and precise concepts. Is it women’s health care or
abortion? Is it death with dignity or killing
a sick old man? Is it just a little
affair or is it adultery? We cannot
afford euphemisms that deny the reality of sin or rationalize it into something
else. We cannot bear the cost of words
that normalize wrong or evil action.
John Fisher and Thomas More died because they called the
king’s actions what they were. Sin. We
should expect no less of ourselves. We
should expect no less of our Church.
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The cold is letting up. Slowly. The timing was perfect as I'd planned on being away for a few days but then canceled the plans after Lorraine died. Thus I had no Mass commitments. Good thing. I can barely speak a sentence without coughing, much to the chagrin of some of my friends. Going to Regina Laudis for a few days later. I assume the chanting voice will have returned by then.
When I was at Longwood I took over 400 photos. Besides the water lilies a must stop is the orchid room. Orchids are very different on the stem than leering up from the left shoulder of a prom gown. In the sixties if it wasn't an orchid is was carnations died colors that God never planned for a carnation or any other flower. As long as it matched the dress. Bridezillas in training.
Herewith, the orchids.
+Fr. Jack, SJ, MD
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