Thursday, 7/27/17
“Blessed are your eyes because they see, and your ears because they hear.
Many prophets and righteous people longed to see what you see and to hear what
you hear.”
Jesus there has a thinking of
the fine models who raised us to be adequate not only in Religion matters but
also in good living.
Martha, a woman I knew in
Korea had an inventive streak for making her house charming and her meals tasty,
but she had never been given a chance to learn how to read. That had her
slapping her eyes for their great lack. I learned gratitude for literacy from
her.
Once when I was twelve and my
brother Frank was twenty-three, he had a friend into our house. Now, I had heard my older
sister say that guest was not too smart, so I told him. “My sister says you are
not very bright.” Frank took me by one ear , and he made me see that rudeness
to a guest is a terrible thing.
In 1965 a forgotten
manuscript of St. Thomas More turned up in Spain, and was sent to Yale for an
analysis. They in turn forwarded it to Clarence Miller at St. Louis University.
He was at work on it, when I turned in an assignment on “Pilgrim’s Progress.”
Clarence took the time off to show me the difference between scholarly analysis
and idle blather.
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