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Fulton Sheen, the love of God and the civil rights movement
As a Black American growing up in segregated Mobile, Ala., 11-year-old Jerome Gary Cooper likely never imagined that he would meet a future Catholic saint. He certainly never thought that a famous radio personality—then-Monsignor Fulton J. Sheen—would travel under police escort down the humble dirt road to Cooper’s house. But that brief visit in 1948 changed the trajectory of Cooper’s life.
Archbishop Fulton Sheen will be the patron saint…of what?
Archbishop Fulton Sheen will be the patron saint…of what? Venerable Sheen’s entire legacy was animated by a single mission: bringing souls to Christ. U.S. Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen is pictured preaching in an undated photo. (CNS photo) During a recent speech to the General Assembly of Pontifical Mission Societies, Pope Leo XIV gave what may be the clearest indication yet of what Venerable Archbishop Fulton Sheen’s legacy in the Catholic Church will be: patron saint of missionaries.
What is beatification? An explanation and history lesson on Fulton Sheen
The upcoming beatification of Archbishop Fulton Sheen has taken the world by storm. This is not a surprise, since Bishop Sheen drew an audience of 30 million persons when his famous show, "Life is Worth Living," was broadcast weekly in the 1950s. Even today, Sheen continues to inspire both Catholics and non-Catholics alike who have discovered wisdom and insight in his books and video or audio recordings. Many people ask: What is beatification and canonization? How can it be explained?
Greatest Hits (Acoustic)
Jason Gray’s singing career spans 19 years with Centricity Music, and the Minnesota native’s songs have featured various hits over those years. Gray reworks 12 favorite songs in his latest recording, Greatest Hits (Acoustic). “Though the album is acoustic, we wanted it to feel full—rhythm, low end, some sparkle—with the acoustic guitar at the center: percussion from the guitar body, discreet bass and a little kick where it made sense,” Gray said in a release.
Three poems by Louis Armand
DI/ODE CL & William Blake on the Manly ferry shirtless at bowsprit, big dipper across the Heads. the poem sought you out, gullscreech in wide mandala sky, a ravenous thing. lifetimes pass though art pretends not to, a burnt stub on manicured suburban lawn, once, almost. Trojan women eye you between the hydrangeas. pilgrims come & pilgrims go, less often now communing w/ the dead, who are most prolific. if all graven images wash away, vile spots, well almost all.
Found, or self-found poetry, in an age of instant trash
Poetry, like air, exists everywhere, particularly when it comes to findable material in a plethora of things ranging from books of fiction or nonfiction, memoirs, biographies or autobiographies, history books, books of philosophy, diaries, books of letters, newspaper articles, remarks made by people online, including social media platforms such as FB, Twitter, IG, and WeChat, particular WeChat, and even emails, all, in my opinion, instant trash that contains gold only an appreciative eye...
Overland literary journal
Writing his SWAG column-cum-editorial for Overland’s twenty-first issue in 1975, our founding editor Stephen Murray-Smith cheerfully reflected that despite the magazine being thousands of dollars in debt and struggling to make its four yearly issues at the time—we can sympathise on that last score, Steve—he had known the deep satisfaction of building a collective work of art with a community of sympathetic minds.
Poetry | GENTRIFYING PARRA
Factories sulk with sweat and grit Cafes and hairdressers wild with renewed hustle Slick-back and jet-black and conk shaved of sick disarray, and one dark fringe longer and falling without the need to flick it back. Down around the natural bend, roundabout roundabout, Church Street bros of beachy olive skin and Bollywood glam.
Overland literary journal
Raspberries didn’t always come in plastic punnets. Pinkish pixel villages, bleeding at the slightest pressure. Raspberries blast my tastebuds. Red juice runs along blemished fingers into a ravenous mouth, a flash and snare of tangled canes in the valley. Half adult, half teen, saving for escape to Sydney. Thorny stems terrorised tender fingers picking at high speed over Monbulk red soil. Raspberries were the shape of me, aggregated and hollow inside. Dreams of that big harbour city.
Structures don’t go out onto the streets? Notes on John Tranter’s radical pastiche
250 Autumn 2023 Buy/subscribe now Out NOW: Jeff Sparrow on elite capture, Fiannuala Morgan on colonial literature and bushfires, Jordana Silverstein on Lily Brett and Louis Armand on John Tranter, plus outstanding fiction and poetry selected by Claire Corbett and Toby Fitch.
Overland literary journal
In wombhole I meet feathered oracle, cross-legged and knowin’ tells me I know nothin’ of time. “Listen ’ere Sis, don’t waste it it’s slippin’ by while yous humans fuck everythin’ up” Languorin’ now by springtime wound swimmin’ where the light enters, warns me when sun lays horizontal on graves dusk heavy her coeval nebula will then be callin’ home.
tinnitus as hushing haibun
she existed in masks: lorikeets loudest in the mornings, leaves deliberating on a breezy day, blinds fluttering against the sill, the hum of conversation on the footpath by her window, Fleetwood Mac, her fingers on the keyboard (tippity-tap), her anxious dog’s paws pattering on the floorboards, her husband’s snoring at 3am, the off-and-on whir of the coffee machine, cafes cackling like campfire, firetruck sirens every 43-degree day. maybe silence doesn’t exist she thinks.
Overland literary journal
250 Autumn 2023 Buy/subscribe now Out NOW: Jeff Sparrow on elite capture, Fiannuala Morgan on colonial literature and bushfires, Jordana Silverstein on Lily Brett and Louis Armand on John Tranter, plus outstanding fiction and poetry selected by Claire Corbett and Toby Fitch. Everything Features Fiction Poetry Art Editorial raw bone scrapes / wires through bared soles of feet & tin-can telephone voice to braindead hours like windowdraught.
Frederick Buechner, God’s Handkerchief Part 2: The View From Buechner’s Window - The Rabbit Room
Note: You can read the first part of Frederick Buechner, God’s Handkerchief by Jason Gray here. Read on for the second part, “The View from Buechner’s Window”. In his book Wishful Thinking (1973), Frederick Buechner said of the Bible, “If you look at a window, you see flyspecks, dust, the crack where Junior’s Frisbee hit it. If you look through a window, you see the world beyond.
Frederick Buechner, God’s Handkerchief (Part 1) - The Rabbit Room
“What’s lost is nothing to what’s found, and all the death that ever was, set next to life, would scarcely fill a cup.” When I learned of Frederick Buechner’s passing, it rolled through me like a subterranean tidal wave. And it’s no wonder! Nobody, other than my parents, has shaped my life—heart, mind, and spirit—more than Frederick Buechner through his writing.
Remind Me Who I Am - Jason Gray Lyrics
Just because you wouldn’t choose it - Doesn’t mean He wouldn’t use it - Some things are better when they’re broken - You’ll never know until you bring it, you bring it all
I'm finally reading the Bible from cover to cover
(Photo: Unsplash/Sincerely Media) I have a confession to make. It's a little embarrassing and some of you may think of me differently. I've been working up the courage, so here it goes. I have never read the Bible cover-to-cover. I know. It's shocking, right? Here I am, a Christian for most of my life. Grew up in a Christian home, went to Christian schools, teaches at a Christian school. I write Christian articles for a Christian news site.
Bring It All - Jason Gray Lyrics
All of your insecurities Every bent and broken piece Even your anxiety Might be the gifts that you need You might be saying, “Wait a minute, Jason Are you telling me my weakest places Could really be where God’s amazing grace lives?” I know it’s hard to believe – but Just because you wouldn’t choose it Doesn’t mean He wouldn’t use it Some things are better when they’re broken You’ll never know until you bring it, you bring it all You’ll never know until you bring it, you bring it all Look at...
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The first rule of improvisational comedy, as I understand it, is as simple as it is profound. The rule is summed up in two modest words—three letters each–that together form a key that can open a door between heaven and earth. The words? “Yes, and . . .” Here is the basic gist paraphrased from wikipedia: In order for an improvised scene to work, the performers involved must work together responsively in a process of co-creation.
The Snow Leopard by Jason Gray
In the Metro Toronto Zoo He pads on grassy banks behind a fence, with measured paces slow and tense. Beyond his cage his thoughts are sharp and white; he lives a compelled anchorite. A solid ghost gone blind with all the green, he waits and waits to be unseen. -For Paul Strong
Several years ago, I discovered a book called The Ragman And Other Cries Of Faith by Walt Wangerin Jr who is, among other things, a pastor and award-winning novelist. The combination of his pastoral heart and his gift for storytelling are a potent mix that have been a companion and comfort in my journey. I can’t recommend his writing enough. There is a remarkable chapter from Ragman called “An Advent Monologue” about the mystery of the incarnation that is strange, poignant, and utterly beautiful.
Issue 97 - Image Journal
Isaac Anderson’s work has appeared in Image, Portland Magazine, TheAtlantic.com, Los Angeles Review of Books, Fourth Genre, The Christian Century, and elsewhere, and has received honorable mention in Best American Essays. He was the 2016–17 Image Milton Fellow. Asnia Asim earned her MA in humanities from the University of Chicago. Her poetry has appeared in several print and online journals. She is currently working on her first novel.
National Poetry Month
Spend this April with us as we share a poem a day from our archives!
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