Joan of Arc, her pyre burns brightly Angels chanting, praying, sighing Martyred, crowned with fire by Jesus “Jesus, Jesus” burning, crying Does her banner fly in heaven? Can her spirit raise and leaven? Is her friendship gone forever? Saints of God are always present. Little Flower leads us destined Rich in colors, ever… Continue reading Saints of God are always Present
I highly recommend this relatively short, free, online book by the late Scottish poet and author Andrew Lang. It reminds me of Mark Twain's book on Joan of Arc and of the reason I think so highly of these works by two men who never could be mistaken for holding orthodox Christian views. The brilliance… Continue reading Andrew Lang’s Joan of Arc
I was wondering one day why Joan of Arc’s end so cruelly stark, formed with her fire, a light out of dark She did everything asked of her, she did nothing wrong, that is my opinion of her life and its song She freed her countrymen and king, she was an astounding figure of history… Continue reading The Fire of Joan of Arc (Light out of Dark)
While walking through the snow and ice To church in bitter cold that night The pain that tore my soul apart Had lodged itself inside my heart This heart gives thanks in joy to one A saint I met when I was young Despite this great enduring grace A troubled look had skewed my face… Continue reading The Christmas Present
I have loved what you loved I have raised my eyes Been moved by your example Followed as you led Had faith because you did You cared about me You fought my battles for me And I miss you And honor you You shared your treasure With me Now I am filled with hope Now… Continue reading I have loved what you have loved
A quiet desert landscape fills my heart In solitude the stillness clears my view I long for nothing save our God out here The land of Saint Thérèse of Lisieux This place is real though being sight unseen An emptiness aglow with beauty quaint Out here desire for Jesus grows acute His resurrection shines so… Continue reading The Desert of St. Thérèse
Saint Joan of Arc and Saint Thérèse Are gifts from God through Mary's hands I did not know the great extent Nor just what Jesus really meant When first Our Lady He bestowed A love for her in me that flowed Until I could not hold inside The movements of this graceful tide To love… Continue reading I reach to tightly hold their hands
C'est arrivé quand je lisait le livre “La Pucelle de France : Histoire de la vie et de la mort de Jeanne d'Arc.” J’ai été supris par l’analogie de France au temps de Jeanne, sa method de victoire, et le voyage de nos coeurs. Jeanne nous aide dans notre propre voyage de la même manière.… Continue reading Jeanne d’Arc “forges lentement en nos coeurs tous ces éléments rivaux ”
The Right cannot overcome the liberal Left. By virtue of its metaphysics, the Right will always drift under fire toward the Left. Whereas the metaphysics guiding the Left (and drawing the Right to it) are wrong, those of the Right simply are vacuous. Thus the Right is defenseless in the face of an onslaught from… Continue reading Légitimité as the true defense from the Left
My Royal Heart developed over the years in the shadow of the Légitimiste movement in France. Légitimité had a significant influence on me; though, my work for the Kingdom of France “on earth as it is in Heaven” through the Immaculate Heart of Mary developed independently. I believe that the resulting informal, synchronous relationship I… Continue reading Légitimité and the Royal Heart
