This notification appeared on Robert (the quite a few different things)'s blog. He'd written a post about the thoughts of a woman named Marie of Agreda that he'd found on a podcast by a guy named Fr. Looney. Gosh, that last name is certainly a hard one to pass without comment! On his blog, where he normally has links to my, and Peter's, blogs, he had a challenge instead.
I clicked on the "I'm prepared to be fair..." comment and was transported to my own blog. I'm assuming that the "No, it is rubbish" comment is a pathway to Peter's blog. That's a sad put down because Peter is a very intelligent chap.
Well, to be honest, all I know about Marie of Agreda is a quote from her work that Robert (the quite a few different things) posted. I'll put a bit of research at the end of this blog.
"Take heed lest thou be dissipated by every slight interior consolation but hesitate and restrain thyself until thou findest with tranquil solicitude the proper measure in all things."
Robert (the quite a few different things) tells us to expect lots of big words and then supplies a simple re-writing that we should be able to understand.
- Take heed - listen and pay attention.
- dissipated - dissolved or evaporated.
- slight interior consolation - short inside comfort.
- tranquil solicitude - restful mindfulness.
- the proper measure in all things - what is really important.
- Don't judge people by their sexuality or sexual preferences. Remember that they might be dealing with quite a lot.
- If you are an old man, don't be foolish enough to condemn a woman who finds herself pregnant with a baby that she doesn't want. It's her body after all.
- Don't fall into the trap of following the herd. Our view of the world changes as we learn more. Remember when we thought the sun was a god?
Would you buy a used car from this woman? |
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I wonder if all those Franciscan friars often visiting contributed to the very large number of children.
The story of this nut makes for a good read on Wikipedia.
Her mother was also a nut and wanted to turn the family home into a monastery - read withholding sex from hubby who seemed to be getting plenty anyway. Naturally hubby objected and so did the sons who didn’t want to hang up their tackle.
She apparently wrote Archangel Michaels job description which suggests old Mike was just goofing off for eons until whatshername came around. Maybe that’s why he had time to knock the Virgin Mary up.
In keeping with full nuttiness she believed that she could bilocate between Spain and USA - mystically. I bet that NASA would have been interested if it’d been around at the time.
No wonderFather Loonytunes and Robert are interested in this woman.
Watch the grammar TC.
"Archangel Michael's job description"
"No wonder Father Loonytunes..."
Typing on my iPad is difficult and my hand was shaky after reaching up painting the front of the house.
Tell Marie. She might Agreda with you.
Robert asked me to do something then he didn't even bother to comment.
He's busy brushing up on his Catechism.
Like you were brushing up on your house near the roof?
Sort of.
I'm up there again today wire brushing the metal surrounds, rust proofing and then painting and then will be applying silicone sealant beneath the edges.
It's all go up here matey before the rugby this afternoon on Spark TV (sorry for mentioning that) but it gives me a chance to wear my blokey tradesman gear to impress The Old Girl.
I might come back to rugby.
I'm presently cutting very long lawn and feeling my age. Sheesh!
The comments are building up nicely.
Is that what you call it.
Should you be feeling it while cutting the lawn though.
In case you're wondering, the two question marks I put in that comment 'fell off'.
Well, that post was a complete fucking waste of time!
Why must I always deal with imbeciles?
"Why must I always deal with imbeciles?"
I don't know. Maybe you've been reading the
wrong things on-line. here's a suggestion:
https://psychcentral.com/blog/the-idiots-guide-to-dealing-with-idiots#1
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I'm bloody tired after climbing up ladders and scaffolding all day.
After the rugby I think I'll toddle off to bed which is early for me.
Mind you, The Old Girl and I shared a bottle of Champagne and a NZ Methode Traditionelle tonight - a lot for us (but at least they had labels on them).
You poor old fellow.
Now you're just padding out to get more comments .....damn!
You bet!
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Are you done and can we have a new post please.
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