you might want to get hold of. It is called Last Flight to the New Jerusalem and is by Esther Le Beau-Kerr.
This imaginary vagary of desperate escape and heroic rescue from an apocalyptic catastrophe is especially appropriate during these dire days in a scary era of barbaric brutalities and impending perils, of heathen and hedonist adherence to deadly diabolical ideologies, when scenarios such as the Benedict Option are being bandied about, pondering the practicality of banding together in an exodus from regions of wreck and ruin to idyllic sanctums of reason and rectitude.
Readers may well be inspired to go forth and do likewise.
“I think every time you make a mistake you get even more frantic about trying to control some other detail!”
I am reading this book: Loved, Lost, Found – 17 Divine Mercy Conversions. It is a terrific account of miracles connected with Sister Faustina and Divine Mercy. I highly recommend it.
"Better to own Contemplative Cells in Cromwell and Corpus Christi than to own a whole country in Utopia" (paraphrase of Macaulay)
Meaning: we bear more Fruit when we find our Holy (Promised) Land, prepared for us by God, than when we "move in" to the House of Cards fabricated by and built upon the shifting sands of our ever changing desires.
I agreed to just God and the other change.
This brilliant reduction ad absurdum occurred to me.
To my surprise, the bride laughed when told of my “joke."
“To please the trans-gender guests, why don’t you, the bride, wear a tuxedo at the wedding and the groom wear a bridal gown?”