Monday, January 7, 2008

Reconsidering What Has Been Advised....

Hmmm. The first hate packet was found when the snow melted. The hermit called the sheriff dept. to say it had been found, and did they need it? Turns out the case has a detective assigned to it, so the hermit is to hear back from him tomorrow.

A long time friend from another state called. This friends had fits a bit when I seemed rather detached about it all. The friend joins the couple or so others who have been informed of this situation, in thinking a lawyer needs to be involved, if necessary, and the newspaper needs to print a retraction. Also the alarm idea has resurfaced since it is becoming more plausible and probable that we are dealing with someone with mental illness. The volatile outbursts of the past are being recalled. The hermit needs to alert the detective to the summer accusation that the hermit had hit the grandson with the car. The friend says to get all on record, for everyone's welfare.

Yes, hermits are not to go seeking out in the world. The Lord does indeed bring the world to the hermits when He has some purpose for doing so. Prayer, humility, detachment, strengthening of inner peace, great love for others no matter what. Now the hermit will have the opportunity to show hospitality to the detective. When these deputies have come into the hermitage, the hermitage manifests Jesus Christ in the artwork, religious objects, and books. Did not the Bishop just yesterday tell us to manifest Christ to the world?

I now have the large framed photo of the Holy Father sitting up on a stand and leaning against a wall, noticed as one enters. He smiles at them and says, no doubt, "Be good! Be holy!"--and maybe even "Be Catholic!".

An adult says I must keep writing--even if others might disagree or misunderstand--for it is a way that the hermit works out how to grow, works out thoughts and situations, and places all before God for visual examination in words. An artist once told the hermit that the hermit is a wordsmith. Perhaps. But if there is a particular art form for the hermit, it is writing and always has been.