Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Picture of the year

My friend Sharon shared this photo, taken in Abruzzo: “A fireman kisses a statue of a Virgin after recuperating it from the tower of a Barroque church that was destroyed during the earthquake that hit the Italian region of Abruzzo. Photo: EFE / Ettore Ferrari.” Article here. The picture was posted on Iconia, a blog I'd never seen before.


Dcn Scott Dodge said...

Beautiful! It shows us that is possible to live this way, in the manner of disciples of the risen One, who gave us His Mother as He hung on the Cross

Menachem Wecker said...

Thanks for the shout out.

Suzanne said...

I will be visiting Iconia some more!

Emily said...

This doesn't have anything to do with this post, but with your "bookmarks." I met Randall Terry a couple summers ago, when I worked at the library. At the time, something struck me as not quite "right" -- but I wanted very badly to dismiss that feeling. Well, my curiosity was piqued, and I did some research on the guy. All I can say is, stay far, far away. Not only is he a con artist, he uses scare tactics and fear to promote the pro-life cause.

the booklady said...


Dumbstruck by the Mystery

...our temptation is always to impose our prejudices or our measure on reality -- except when we are faced with a fact that leaves us dumbstruck, and instead of dominating the fact ourselves, we are dominated, overcome by it. If there were no moments of this kind, the Mystery could do anything, but in the end, we would reduce everything to the usual explanation. But not even a Nobel Prize winner can stop himself from being dumbstruck before an absolutely gratuitous gesture. If there were not these moments, we would find answers, explanations, and interpretations to avoid being struck by anything. It is good that some things happen that we cannot dominate, then we have to take them seriously, and this is the great question of philosophy. If the conditions for the possibility of knowledge (see Kant) impose themselves on reality or if there is something that is so powerfully disproportionate that it does not let itself be "grasped" by the conditions of possibility, then the horizon opens. If this were not the case, then we could dominate everything and be in peace, or at least without drama. Instead, not even the intelligence of a Nobel Prize winner could prevent him from coming face-to-face with a fact that made him dumbstruck -- instead of dominating, it was he who was dominated. Here begins the drama, because I am called to answer. It is the drama that unfolds between us and the Mystery, through certain facts, certain moments, in which the Mystery imposes itself with this evidence. These are facts that we cannot put in our pocket, which we cannot reduce to antecedent factors.
-- Julian Carron in "Friends, that is, Witnesses."