My priest reminded me today that He who saved me was frequently exhausted when He walked the Earth and had no place to lay down His head. When the woman who was hemorrhaging touched His garment and He couldn’t see her in the crowd, Christ knew what happened because virtue flowed out of Him into her at that moment and left Him exhausted. There is no goodness without some sacrifice.
I got mixed up today on which Mass was being said and found I was one week ahead of myself, but in the process, I found another beautiful sounding Latin word, vobismetipsis, with accent on the penultimate syllable. It means, “for yourselves.” The word is found in Paul’s Epistle to the Colossians, 3, 12-17. In that passage, Paul gives a blueprint for right living, and the passage says, “… et donantes vobismetipsis si quis adversus aliquem habet querelam: ….”, translated as, “… and forgiving one another, if you have a complaint against another, ….”
We get the word “quarrel” from querelam.
I got mixed up today on which Mass was being said and found I was one week ahead of myself, but in the process, I found another beautiful sounding Latin word, vobismetipsis, with accent on the penultimate syllable. It means, “for yourselves.” The word is found in Paul’s Epistle to the Colossians, 3, 12-17. In that passage, Paul gives a blueprint for right living, and the passage says, “… et donantes vobismetipsis si quis adversus aliquem habet querelam: ….”, translated as, “… and forgiving one another, if you have a complaint against another, ….”
We get the word “quarrel” from querelam.
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