The 4th of July Prayer Party

We are aware (and thankful) that we have many friends and supporters who live in countries around the world. Gil Bailie and I pray for those whose names we know wherever they happen to reside. However, today is our national ‘birthday’ celebration here in the USA and so I would like to ask a favor of you, to please say a prayer for the United States of America. I especially encourage anyone stopping by our lowly website to consider spending part of this national Independence Day holiday to take some time to pray to God for this country, its leaders, public servants, and citizens. My favorites are, “God help us!”, and “Lord, have mercy”.

There are many types of prayer, thanksgiving, supplication, penitential, etc – take your pick.

And don’t forget to pray for yourself and your own county and community as well.

God help us…

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The Cost (and Benefit) of Discipleship

“It is precisely the hard truths of our faith, those which the culture ignores and even despises, that have the greatest power to move people to conversion and be transformed by the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Indeed, only this has the power to bring about true conversion, in which one encounters the person of Jesus Christ, comes to know and love him, and thereby attain eternal salvation. … The worst thing we could do, if we truly want to fulfill our purpose as Catholics, is to downplay the demanding parts of discipleship, those teachings where we encounter the most resistance and even hostility in the culture.”

– San Francisco Archbishop Salvatore Cordileone

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Remembering the dead

David Jones

Recently I have been reading In Parenthesis by David Jones. It is an epic prose poem dealing with his experience in World War I between December 1915 and July 1916. TS Eliot, in an introduction to the book, called it “a work of genius”. It begins with a dedication which states, in part: “This writing is for my friends…and to the memory of those with me…especially Pvt. R.A. Lewis-Gunner from Newport Monmouthshire killed in action in…Ypres…and to the enemy front-fighters who shared our pains against whom we found ourselves by misadventure.”

An epigram Jones retrieved from an ancient Celtic legend begins the text:

Evil betide me if I do not open the door to know if that is true which is said concerning it. So he opened the door. . . and when they had looked, they were conscious of all the evils they had ever sustained, and of all the friends and companions they had lost and of all the misery that had befallen them, as if all had happened in that very spot; . . . and because of their perturbation they could not rest.

On Memorial Day we are asked to remember those who have died in service to our country by decorating the graves of the fallen. In my high school and college days I knew of no one who was killed in the Viet Nam conflict. The World War II generation of my family rarely spoke of anyone who had died. So the Memorial Day remembrance was always a bit abstract until two young men I knew personally lost their lives in Iraq. For those of us who have not had to face the horrors of war David Jones has provided a remembrance that lovingly guides the reader through a soldier’s life in one of the most harrowing experiences of conflict from a century ago. There is no place for sentimentality in this epic, only a great love for one’s friends…and even for one’s enemies.


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A Prayer Before Meals

Amid the jarring juxtaposition of a recent school shooting and a royal wedding joining the now too familiar cacophony of daily news, it is the return to prayer that grounds my mind and spirit. And the routine of a prayer before meals provides access to this regular grounding in grace.

Among the postings in our old blog I found this piece by Gil Bailie from 2009:

Faith is a gift. Those who have been given the gift have been given responsibilities along with it. I have recently been struck by this, as I have begun to use a passage from Shakespeare’s King Lear, Act III, scene iv as my prayer before meals. It is, it seems to me, an example of what it means to be a Christian aristocrat, radically distinct from, but not incompatible with, being a worldly aristocrat.

In this storm scene Lear is teetering on the brink of madness. So recently an arrogant and self-centered king doing precisely what Christ forbids in the Gospel, namely lording it over those under him, Lear is now reduced to the famous “nothing” which is such a leitmotif throughout the play. Now noticing the suffering of common humanity and his indistinguishability from them, Lear cries out:

Poor naked wretches, whereso’er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your loop’d and window’d raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? O, I have ta’en
Too little care of this! Take physic, pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,
That thou mayest shake the superflux to them,
And show the heavens more just.

This is Shakespeare expressing a quintessentially Christian understanding of the world turned upside down and the aristocracy of the poor in spirit. For the time being at least, it makes a nice prayer before meals.

As Robert Frost said: what worked for me may work for you.

I am currently working with Gil’s 1990 Reflections on Shakespeare’s King Lear, preparing digital audio materials from the original cassette tapes. Our donors are receiving monthly complimentary downloadable MP3 files (and mailed CDs for our Sustaining Donors) of these talks. Follow this link to listen to an excerpt from Part 1. If you would like to join our list of supporters and receive your own monthly audio materials please visit the Donations page of our website to learn more.

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In This Time – a poem

If the myth’s outworn, the legend broken,
Useless even within the child’s story
Since he sees well they now bring light no longer
Into our eyes: and if our past retreats
And blows away like dust along the desert,
Not leading to our moment now at all,
Settling us in this place and saying ‘Here
In you I shall continue’–then what kind
Of lives have we? Can we make myths revive
By breathing on them? Is there any taper
That will return the glitter to our eyes?

by Elizabeth Jennings

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Seeing Things Politically

“… we see a growing incapacity in Europe to accept political disagreement and run the risk of electoral choice. The tyranny of political correctness is, by the way, the most striking manifestation of this fear of disagreement. The pre-democratic counsel returns with a vengeance; the public space can now only bear unanimity. ‘The construction of Europe’ is the expression and the result of this slow death of democracy. Europe is being built under the reign of the formula: we have no choice. In fact, no one asks the people their opinion except in order to disregard it. Every citizen of a country of Europe knows that he can shout his lungs out, but the trains will not stop. The way in which the French, the Dutch, and the Irish have accepted being dispossessed of the choices they had freely and clearly formulated is very troubling. This might be finally the only argument in favor of European construction such as it is being done for us: our old countries are tired; they no longer have the strength to make choices or even seriously to envision true choices. Moaning, but finally consenting, they confide their destiny to the Machine that is no more than the sum of their renunciations.
It is ironic, in any case, that Europeans experience such a feeling of satisfaction and moral superiority at the very time they are losing, or rather rejecting, what once constituted the specificity and, yes, the superiority of the West.”

Pierre Manent, from his book: Seeing Things Politically

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Back when I was traveling from city to city giving talks, I had the luxury of looking into the faces of those with whom I was in conversation. In fact, it was this that both sustained and energized me during those years. Writing is a lonelier business. Occasionally, it is marginally less exhausting. But the writer is removed from those with whom he hopes to be in communication. Today, if a writer hears at all from his readers it is by way of the short reviews that readers leave on Amazon. I have been blessed with a number of beautiful Amazon reviews, and I am especially grateful to those who have posted such kind and generous reviews.

It is much rarer to hear directly from a reader one has never met. However, I recently received an email from such a reader, an obviously gifted young man whose early academic accomplishments are quite impressive. He wrote to thank me for God’s Gamble, saying that it had changed the direction of his life. His email reminded me of certain writers I read as a young man and whose books changed the direction of my own life. His email also reminded me of how much I owe to so many whose words and examples live on in me today, among whom are the friends of the Cornerstone Forum, a great many of whom I pray for by name on a daily basis. I welcome your prayers. I’m sure that my work on several current writing projects depends on those prayers more than even I fully realize.

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Read All About It! – Spring Newsletter

Free complimentary downloadable MP3 audio – Part 8 of Gil Bailie’s Reflections on St. Paul’s Letter to the Romans

WE wish a glorious Easter season to all! – As a special Easter gift to those visiting us here we are offering a complimentary downloadable MP3 of the final part 8 of Gil Bailie’s Reflections on St. Paul’s Letter to the Romans. Click on the image below and download this free MP3 from our store by using the coupon code ‘spring‘.

The complete set of Gil’s Reflections on St. Paul’s Letter to the Romans is now available from our webstore in both an 8 CD album and downloadable MP3 versions.

Now Available on Amazon and Audible – Gil Bailie’s Reflections on Shakespeare’s Troilus & Cressida

We have recently completed the process of becoming an official Amazon seller and will now be making Gil Bailie’s materials from the audio archives available on Amazon’s marketplace in the US and Canada. Our first test product, now available on Amazon as both a 5 CD album and on Audible as an audiobook, is Reflections on Shakespeare’s Troilus & Cressida. This will also be available soon on iTunes. The content of these commercially available products is the same as that offered on the Cornerstone Forum webstore although the formatting will differ somewhat as short introductions have been added. Pricing will remain the same for the CF store and Amazon (with shipping costs varying with Amazon items). And CD sets purchased on Amazon will still be produced and shipped by us for the time being. We hope the exposure to the vast Amazon market will enable more people to easily find and access Gil’s work.

Also, we encourage those who have listened to the Troilus & Cressida series to write a review on the product’s Amazon and Audible page. Those unfamiliar with Gil Bailie and his work and who may be considering purchasing audio materials will be helped by reading reviews.

In the coming months, we will be including more items from Gil Bailie’s audio archives on Amazon and Audible.

Some new items we have recently made available on our Streaming Media page include:

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Who Are You, Lord?

The 40 days of Lent spent walking the dusty byways of Palestine with the disciples and their Lord, witnessing miracles of healing, hearing the Lord’s words, and then following him into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday through crowds shouting ‘hosanna’, coming to the upper room to celebrate a very different kind of Passover – the Lord washing the disciples feet, even the horror of seeing the Lord crucified after he has been betrayed and abandoned by all – this panorama of scenes is familiar in a way that Holy Saturday and the Resurrection of Easter Sunday are not. Prior to his burial in the tomb, all of the Lord’s actions and words were witnessed by those around him. This was the public ministry of Jesus of Nazareth. But sealed in the rock tomb another ministry took place, a cosmic ministry perhaps, beyond the ability of human senses to perceive. Unlike the raising of his friend Lazarus which many saw, no one saw Jesus descend to the realm of the dead or walk out of the tomb. So, in our mind’s eye, the pictures painted by the Gospel writers of the events of the life of Jesus Christ up to his death and burial are available to our imagination. But, as we believe, Christ on Holy Saturday took death captive and on Easter Sunday, once dead but now alive never again to die, took on a life that is beyond anything we can imagine. No longer hindered by physical barriers the risen Lord appears when and where he wills, often not immediately recognized by those closest to him. In John’s gospel when the risen Lord is eating breakfast on the shore of the Sea of Galilee with his disciples, in the third post-resurrection appearance, John writes, “None of the disciples dared ask him, ‘Who are you?’ – knowing it is the Lord“. It is the Lord, but something has changed so that the question lingers, ‘Who are you?’.

Over the 50 days of the Easter season we are invited to reflect on that question.

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We call this Friday good…

The wounded surgeon plies the steel
That questions the distempered part;
Beneath the bleeding hands we feel
The sharp compassion of the healer’s art
Resolving the enigma of the fever chart.

Our only health is the disease
If we obey the dying nurse
Whose constant care is not to please
But to remind of our, and Adam’s curse,
And that, to be restored, our sickness must grow worse.

The whole earth is our hospital
Endowed by the ruined millionaire,
Wherein, if we do well, we shall
Die of the absolute paternal care
That will not leave us, but prevents us everywhere.

The chill ascends from feet to knees,
The fever sings in mental wires.
If to be warmed , then I must freeze
And quake in frigid purgatorial fires
Of which the flame is roses, and the smoke is briars.

The dripping blood our only drink,
The bloody flesh our only food:
In spite of which we like to think
That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood-
Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good.

Four Quartets, East Coker IV  –  by T S Eliot

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