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Music, Memory, and Alzheimer’s
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Why We Make Music
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Doing Bach Badly
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Go Tell It on the Mountain
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Reading the Comments
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In the Aztec Flower Paradise
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The Strange Love of a Strange God
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In Search of Eternity
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Hosting a Hootenanny
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How to Lullaby
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How to Raise Musical Children
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How to Make Music Accessible
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Chanting Psalms in the Dark
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The Fiery Spirit of Song
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The Harmony of the World
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The Tapestry of Sound
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Let Brotherly Love Remain
Somebody once told me that the surpassing, supreme rule of my life was deny yourself, take up your cross daily, and follow me.
That “deny yourself” is the work of a soul who wants only to be hidden away, who wants nothing for himself, who longs only for divine love, and who understands that God does not want us to renounce only the world, but to renounce something much more difficult: ourselves. That self-renunciation is a renunciation of something we carry around inside of us, I don’t know how to explain it, something that truly hinders us … perhaps you’ll understand: when you place yourself at the foot of the tabernacle, and look at Jesus, and contemplate his wounds, and cry at his feet, and you realize that in the face of Christ’s immense love, you disappear, your tears disappear, your entire soul is overwhelmed and becomes like a tiny speck of sand in the vastness of the sea. …
So, then, why do we lack virtue at times? Because we aren’t simple; because we complicate our desires; because everything we want is made difficult by our weak will, which gets carried away by whatever is pleasing, comfortable, and unnecessary, and often by its passions.
We lack virtue not because it is difficult, but because we don’t want it.
We lack patience … because we don’t want it.
We lack temperance … because we don’t want it.
We lack chastity … for the same reason.
We would be saints if we wanted to be … it’s much harder to become an engineer than it is to become a saint. If only we had faith!
The interior life … the spiritual life, a life of prayer. “My God! That must be difficult!” But it’s not at all. Get rid of everything in your heart that’s in the way, and you’ll find God there. That’s it.
This reading is taken from St. Rafael Arnáiz: The Collected Works, trans. Catherine Addington (Cistercian Publications, 2022).
Rafael Arnáiz (1911–1938) was born in Burgos, Spain. At age twenty-two he joined the Trappist-Cistercian abbey of San Isidro de Dueñas. He suffered from diabetes and experienced the Spanish Civil War, both of which influenced his theology of the cross. He died at age twenty-seven.
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Camille
This reading: Take Up Your Cross Daily is a true reminder of Jesus' sacrifice for us, His people. It takes me also to the altar at our Sunday Church Mass where each time, I'm brought to tears in remembrance of Jesus' body and blood offered up for us. I'm stripped of my frail humanness and am renewed. Praise you Lord, thank you Jesus. 🙏🙏
Shannon Wolfe
Those who have gone before ... yet show us the Way. God of the ages you draw me near As a young man's heart speaks with wisdom a word of blessing a pathway of hope for the soul. Thanks be to God. Amen.