Father Bob’s Christmas homily
What if someone, perhaps your child, asked you what beauty is? You would fumble for words for how do you express something that so deeply held in the soul? Your mind would turn to the great works of art you admired or to a song that pierced your heart or to poetry or prose that stirred your innermost being. But you know that would fall somehow flat. Perhaps the best you could do is to think of the face of your most beloved, maybe look back at your own child, and say that is as close as we can come to saying what beauty is.
And what if your child asked you what is wisdom is? You could recall a compendium of facts and seek out the places of our highest learning. You could name the greatest minds who ever lived. But you know wisdom to be more…
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