May 18, 2013
Welcome to Colleen’s meme, Sabbath Moments. Visit her at Thoughts on Grace for more.
It’s been awhile since I played around with digital art. This week my husband kindly went out and took photos of our iris. I discarded all but this one which I enhanced. The iris is one of the ones I planted a year and a half ago and this is its first bloom.
We have to be so patient when we’re working with nature, just as God is patient with us.
Pentecost – Veni Sancte Spiritus
Tomorrow’s Mass has the very beautiful sequence, Veni Sancte Spiritus. Except for the Dies Irae in the Requiem Mass, this is my favorite. Being a member of the grade school choir, I had plenty of opportunity to sing them both. Gregorian chant transports the soul when we hear it and even more so when we are able to sing it. I am jealous of the Benedictine monks and all religious who get to sing it throughout the octave of Pentecost in the Extraordinary Form.
This video really makes me want to run off to the monastery for a good long while.
A bit about the hymn
Veni Sancte Spiritus dates from the 13th century and is a good example of what we mean when we say Tradition is living. The Church always has room in its sacred liturgy to add something that is holy and fitting, particularly as She deepens her understanding of doctrine, but it is never done arbitrarily by locals. It must have the approval of the Pope to become a part of the official prayer of the Church.
Translation by John Mason Neale (1818-1866).
Come, Thou holy Paraclete,
and from thy celestial seat
send thy light and brilliancy:
Father of the poor, draw near;
giver of all gifts, be here;
come, the soul’s true radiancy.
Come, of comforters the best,
of the soul the sweetest guest,
come in toil refreshingly.
Thou in labor rest most sweet,
thou art shadow from the heat,
comfort in adversity.
O thou Light, most pure and blest,
shine within the inmost breast
of thy faithful company.
Where thou art not, man hath nought;
every holy deed and thought
comes from thy Divinity.
What is soilèd, make thou pure;
what is wounded, work its cure;
what is parcèd [parched], fructify.
What is rigid, gently bend;
what is frozen, warmly tend;
strengthen what goes erringly.
Fill thy faithful who confide
in thy power to guard and guide,
with thy sevenfold mystery.
Here thy grace and virtue send;
grant salvation in the end,
and in heaven felicity.
The beauty of the English language shines in this translation. In these words of the Church we can see the antidote to our stubbornness. Meditation #188 from Divine Intimacy points this out:
If we do not become saints, it is not because the Holy Spirit does not will it – He was sent to us and comes to us for this very purpose – but it is because we do not give full liberty to His action… If our will would open the doors wide, the Holy Spirit would take us under His direction, and, with His help, we would become saints.
Holy Mother Church knows Who and what to ask for to make us saints. Are we not the most blessed of people? Shall we not pray tomorrow for all those who lack this blessing that they may enter into full communion with us? We must not keep our treasures for ourselves.
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