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Monday, March 16, 2015
William Butler Yates Poem for St. Patrick's Day
I came across a poem by William Butler Yeats that I thought was especially powerful and I decided to make it into a poster. I thought it turned out very nice. If you like this poster and would like to order a copy, two, three or more right away, just send me an email at lmj.norris@gmail.com with your shipping information and number of copies--I'll send the poster(s) with a bill. The poster is 14" X 12" digitally printed on thick stock and suitable for framing. The cost of the poster is $12, plus tax if applicable. I will pay the shipping charges. I roll them up and send them in a thick tube--either first class or priority mail.
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Bishop Sheen Continues His Ministry
When I drove to work several years ago, in the winter, my trip was a three hour journey in total darkness. An hour and a half each way. In the morning, I turned my thoughts toward God, prayed and then listened to the radio.
One morning as I was searching for something on the radio, a crackling broadcast of a kindly Priestly voice could be faintly heard. It was Bishop Sheen. A new Catholic radio station was starting up, and I could just barely hear it if I turned the volume up full blast. Despite the awful quality, Bishop Sheen was a messenger from God and I tuned in for weeks listening to one talk after another. No disk jockey, no ads, just non-stop Bishop Sheen talks. The station was using Bishop Sheen to clear a path, to guide the way, and announce what was to come.
For some reason, the odd quality of the broadcast gave me a sense that the Bishop was coming from a place far-far away.
One morning as I was searching for something on the radio, a crackling broadcast of a kindly Priestly voice could be faintly heard. It was Bishop Sheen. A new Catholic radio station was starting up, and I could just barely hear it if I turned the volume up full blast. Despite the awful quality, Bishop Sheen was a messenger from God and I tuned in for weeks listening to one talk after another. No disk jockey, no ads, just non-stop Bishop Sheen talks. The station was using Bishop Sheen to clear a path, to guide the way, and announce what was to come.
For some reason, the odd quality of the broadcast gave me a sense that the Bishop was coming from a place far-far away.
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