Sunday, June 12, 2011

Restoring Paradise


I love reading the early Church Fathers; there is so much for us to learn from them. So on this feast of Pentecost, as we close this great season of Easter, I offer you a few words form St Basil the Great.
“The Spirit restores paradise to us and the way to heaven and adoption as children of God; he instills confidence that we may call God truly Father and grants us the grace of Christ to be children of the light and to enjoy eternal glory. In a word, he bestows the fullness of blessings in this world and the next; for we may contemplate now in the mirror of faith the promised things we shall someday enjoy.  If this is the foretaste, what must the reality be? If these are the first fruits, what must be the harvest?” 


Come Holy Spirit and enkindle in us the fire of Your love; that we may be recreated in the image of God by Your breath of life, and renew the face of the earth.

7 comments:

Michael said...

What a great perspective from St. Basil! Thanks for this post on Pentecost.

God Bless you.

colleen said...

I like this picture too. I haven't seen it before.

Getting ready now to go to Church for Pentecost Sunday!

Colleen said...

I love those words - Restoring Paradise. Thanks for sharing this. God bless!

Karinann said...

Thanks Michael, Colleen and Colleen. The painting is by a Hungarian artist. I thought it was a different and beautiful image for today's feast.

Barbara said...

The Church Fathers are great reading. I was searching at the Web Gallery of Art (run by a Hungarian University) and came upon the painting in your post. It's really neat and a great meditation on its own.

Karinann said...

I agree about the painting, Barbara. I liked it so much I saved it as my desktop background.
Thanks for commenting and God bless!

Mary333 said...

Karin,
I love reading the early Church Fathers, too :) This is a beautiful quote from St. Basil!

Closing Prayer

Psalm 45: Canticle of Love to the King

My heart overflows with a good theme;
I address my verses to the King;
My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
You are fairer than the sons of men;
Grace is poured upon Your lips;
Therefore God has blessed You forever.

Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O Mighty One,
In Your splendor and Your majesty!
And in Your majesty ride on victoriously,
For the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness;
Let Your right hand teach You awesome things.
Your arrows are sharp;
The peoples fall under You;
Your arrows are in the heart of the King’s enemies.

Your throne, O God, is forever and ever;
A scepter of uprightness is the scepter of Your kingdom.
You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness;
Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You
With the oil of joy above Your fellows.
All Your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad.
Kings’ daughters are among Your noble ladies;
At Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.