kimbaichan
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« on: September 17, 2009, 03:47:PM » |
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Ezra 10:9b makes me laugh, I think it's kinda dry and sarcastic:
"All the people, standing in the open place before the house of God, were trembling both over the matter at hand and because it was raining."
That's from the NAB and the DRB is pretty funny too:
"and all the people sat in the street of the house of God, trembling because of the sin, and the rain. "
Does anyone else have a passage you enjoy like this?
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« Reply #1 on: September 17, 2009, 05:22:PM » |
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And our credo, "Sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc." We gladly feast on those who would subdue us. Not just pretty words. - Morticia Addams
Turn Turk Tim, and renounce thy Faith in Words as well as Actions: Is it worse to follow Mahomet than the Devil? - Ben Franklin
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« Reply #2 on: September 17, 2009, 06:21:PM » |
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Those are funny! And the finale actually gave me the bible verse I was looking for (John 4:18)..when Jesus told the Samaritan woman at the well to go home and bring back her husband, and she explains that she doesn't have a husband, to which Jesus responds: "What you say is true, for you have had five husbands, and the one whom you now have is not your husband." And she responds: " Sir, I can see you are a prophet..." Not really ha-ha funny, but it puts a smile on my face because I imagine the look on her face and the tone of her voice as she (possibly) says to herself: "Dang... busted! Quick.. change the subject!" Like putting the focus back on Jesus and his prophetic abilities was her way of taking the focus off her.  |
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While those who give scandal are guilty of the spiritual equivalent of murder, those who take scandal- who allow scandals to destroy faith- are guilty of spiritual suicide. -- St. Francis de Sales
Charity unites us to God... There is nothing mean in charity, nothing arrogant. Charity knows no schism, does not rebel, does all things in concord. In charity all the elect of God have been made perfect. -- Pope St. Clement I
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« Reply #3 on: September 17, 2009, 06:54:PM » |
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Matthew 4:2
And when he had fasted forty days and forty nights, afterwards he was hungry.
Talk about stating the obvious!
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« Reply #4 on: September 17, 2009, 07:09:PM » |
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What about the story of Moses and the Golden Calf? After he receives the Ten Commandments from God on Mount Sinai, he comes down from the mountain where the Israelites are up to no good. Moses asks Aaron what happened, and Aaron's defense was - they threw their gold into the fire and out popped a calf! It isn't the idolatry that's funny, of course.. but Aaron's response! Who can read that passage with a straight face? I remember when my little brother, who was five at the time, came into the house with a rock in his pocket that was so big and sharp it had ripped the seams. My mom asked him where he got it and he said "the wind blew it in there."  |
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- Lisa
While those who give scandal are guilty of the spiritual equivalent of murder, those who take scandal- who allow scandals to destroy faith- are guilty of spiritual suicide. -- St. Francis de Sales
Charity unites us to God... There is nothing mean in charity, nothing arrogant. Charity knows no schism, does not rebel, does all things in concord. In charity all the elect of God have been made perfect. -- Pope St. Clement I
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« Reply #5 on: September 18, 2009, 01:16:PM » |
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Canticles of Canticles 2:8 The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills. 9 My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices. Oh, sure my husband does that alllll the time, doesn't yours? |
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 “Hear me and understand well, my son the least, that nothing should frighten or grieve you. Let not your heart be disturbed. Do not fear that sickness, nor any other sickness or anguish. Am I not here, who is your Mother? Are you not under my protection? Am I not your health? Are you not happily within my fold? What else do you wish?..." |
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« Reply #6 on: September 18, 2009, 01:25:PM » |
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Canticles of Canticles 2:8 The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills. 9 My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices. Oh, sure my husband does that alllll the time, doesn't yours? |
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"I ain't no freakin' monument to justice!" -Moonstruck Send your Rosary totals and sacrifice totals to: Rosary Crusade Regina Coeli House 11485 N. Farley Road Platte City, MO 64079 Spread sheet for the 3rd Rosary Crusade: http://sspx.org/fatima_rosary_crusade_tally_form.pdf |
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Jacafamala
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« Reply #7 on: September 18, 2009, 01:35:PM » |
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Canticles of Canticles 2:8 The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills. 9 My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices. Oh, sure my husband does that alllll the time, doesn't yours? |
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“Hear me and understand well, my son the least, that nothing should frighten or grieve you. Let not your heart be disturbed. Do not fear that sickness, nor any other sickness or anguish. Am I not here, who is your Mother? Are you not under my protection? Am I not your health? Are you not happily within my fold? What else do you wish?..." |
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« Reply #8 on: September 18, 2009, 01:57:PM » |
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Judges 6:11-12
And when Gedeon his son was threshing and cleansing wheat by the winepress, to flee from Madian, 12 The angel of the Lord appeared to him, and said: The Lord is with thee, O most valiant of men.
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Bloggers were invented ca. 300 AD. and were originally called "monks." Like their distant social descendants, monks had horrible haircuts, rarely left their home, spoke a language to eachother no one else understood, and never went on dates.
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« Reply #9 on: September 18, 2009, 03:35:PM » |
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Does anyone else have a passage you enjoy like this? In the Latin editio typica of The Liturgy of the Hours, some Psalm has a word "sexy" or "sexies." My Latin wasn't good enough to understand what exactly it meant this past week, but I did get a chuckle from it. |
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"Amazing love! How can it be, that thou, my God, shouldst die for me?"
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« Reply #10 on: September 18, 2009, 03:41:PM » |
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Does anyone else have a passage you enjoy like this? In the Latin editio typica of The Liturgy of the Hours, some Psalm has a word "sexy" or "sexies." My Latin wasn't good enough to understand what exactly it meant this past week, but I did get a chuckle from it. It is found in 4 Kings 13:19, sexies as well in the Vulgate. It means "six" (not exactly sure of the grammar, I leave that to the reader ) |
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« Reply #11 on: September 19, 2009, 06:44:AM » |
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Sirach 26:14 "A silent wife is a gift from the Lord."
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« Reply #12 on: September 19, 2009, 07:16:AM » |
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Canticles of Canticles 2:8 The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills. 9 My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices. Oh, sure my husband does that alllll the time, doesn't yours? I've been known to sweet-talk my wife with Chapter 4 of Canticles How beautiful art thou, my love, how beautiful art thou! thy eyes are doves' eyes, besides what is hid within. Thy hair is as flocks of goats, which Come up from mount Galaad. Thy teeth as flocks of sheep, that are shorn which come up from the washing, all with twins, and there is none barren among them. Thy lips are as a scarlet lace: and thy speech sweet. Thy cheeks are as a piece of a pomegranate, besides that which lieth hid within. Thy neck, is as the tower of David, which is built with bulwarks: a thousand bucklers hang upon it, all the armour of valiant men. Thy two breasts like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies. Really. She laughs and laughs. You'd think she'd get insulted when told her hair is like goats'. |
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« Reply #13 on: September 19, 2009, 07:54:PM » |
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Thanks, I needed that.
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And our credo, "Sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc." We gladly feast on those who would subdue us. Not just pretty words. - Morticia Addams
Turn Turk Tim, and renounce thy Faith in Words as well as Actions: Is it worse to follow Mahomet than the Devil? - Ben Franklin
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Jacafamala
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« Reply #14 on: September 21, 2009, 08:51:AM » |
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Proverbs 19:13 A foolish son is the grief of his father: and a wrangling wife is like a roof continually dropping through.
Lookout below! She's nagging again!!!!
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“Hear me and understand well, my son the least, that nothing should frighten or grieve you. Let not your heart be disturbed. Do not fear that sickness, nor any other sickness or anguish. Am I not here, who is your Mother? Are you not under my protection? Am I not your health? Are you not happily within my fold? What else do you wish?..." |
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