“A tree is known by its fruit; a man by his deeds.
A good deed is never lost; he who sows courtesy reaps friendship,
and he who plants kindness gathers love.”
St. Basil the Great
(gull, Rosemary Beach, Fl / Julie Cook / 2019)
“Scattered about the entire earth, your mother the Church is tormented by the assaults of error.
She is also afflicted by the laziness and indifference of so many of the children she carries
around in her bosom as well as by the sight of so many of her members growing cold,
while she becomes less able to help her little ones.
Who then will give her the necessary help she cries for if not her children and other members to
whose number you belong?”
Saint Augustine, p. 90
An Excerpt From
Augustine Day by Day
cookiecrumbstoliveby 
Thank you fo sharing this! What an important reminder of the need to bear the fruit of our faith and that as the church our actions need to speak of of our faith and what Christ is doing through us!
thank you Lauren for your kind words and for echoing what seems to be something that we as Christians must certainly be about during these most troublng times!
Hugs and blessings to you this chilly Thursday!
Reblogged this on Talmidimblogging.
Thank you GW— hope you’re staying warm!!!!
You’re very welcome SW 😍 I am, still managed to walk for a hour or 2 despite this frigid weather ☃️☃️☃️
bundle up GW 🙂
😘😁
Amen and amen!! ❤
Timely. Funny how long those words were written.
I found more words today, written equally long ago and some not so long ago that are equally as timely that I’ll apply to tomorrow’s post regarding the latest madness over this third term abortion lunacy.
@Julie
Lunacy does not describe it. Our governor in Virginia is talking about killing the baby AFTER it has been delivered.
That’s what I know and that my friend., as you well know, is simply murder— and the fact that 3 other states are now considering similar legislation is beyond my comprehension
@Julie
Can’t say I am completely surprised. When I was growing up I read quite a bit of science fiction. One of the topics that science fiction deals with is how we define a person as human. What if they are not?
I was amazed at how casually one of the authors I read was willing define an adolescent as not human. It was a matter of convenience. For then it became “ethical” to transfer the consciousness of an aging adult to a fresh, young body.
Such a scheme would once have been the subject of horror stories. Here it was presented as an imaginary scientific advancement. I expect the proabortion crowd applauded the tale.