Fr. Paneloux’s
admonition to the
suffering congregation
was direct and clear:
‘Calamity has come
on you, my brethren,
and…you deserved it.’
The horrors of the
plague were, like
the biblical Exodus,
divine judgment.
God had ‘grown
weary with waiting’
for them to surrender
their lives to him.
(Albert camus fools
the response of
The priest and preacher) .
backgroundof hurryand offeryourselfa beautifulvision of thespiritualpracticesof silenceand solitude,the day ofthe Lord,simplicity,and slowing.
enormity of suchtremendous promises,given to a sinfuland rebellious raceof fallen creatures,who are estrangedfrom their Creator,who is eternally perfectand unchangingly holy.
friendship and sincerityas lying at the heartof sublime scienceof simple souls,the implicit virtuesof you and I.
blush with your kisses?Did you bringwith you nowgold and honey?Would you pourhoney on my lipsand make me wearyour golden necklace?
space for yourself.So you practicegraceful detachment.This is the only rescue.You cannot sortall this stuff outsuddenly and prudently.You need space.Detach yourself.
and no propheticwriting standsalone, for theWord of Godis its owninterpreter.
