BLOG OF ELOY ROY - EVERYBODY GOES TO HEAVEN

My hope, in the desert The world does not lack hope, but the hope of some is not always that of the others. For example, the hope of the Israelis is not the same as the hope of the Palestinians, the hope of the youth is not that of the elders, and the hope of the poor is light years away from the hope of the rich.       In the Church, things are not much different. The hope of the Lefebvre followers, to name only one, does not at all coincide with mine. The hope of those who try to articulate the Gospel with the values of the modern world is surely not the one of an aging pope who has a hard time to hide his antipathy for a world that is not his. In the past, in the Church, hope was to go to heaven. Even if we were quibbling with one another about the ways of going there, everybody agreed on that. But would that be only what there is about Christian hope?     Christian hope    What was the hope of ...

The condor is the largest bird in the world. Hi s motherland is in the Andes of South America. One day, a woman found a condor’s egg in the mountain. She brought it down to her house and put it under a hen that was nesting on a new brood. Not long after, a little condor was hatched out at the same time as the hen's own chickens. The mother loved him as much as her other children, and she brought him up as a chicken. The little condor grew like his brothers and sisters, clucking and cackling. He scratched in the earth for worms and seeds. He would flap his wings now and then, and sometimes take a few steps in the air without really managing to fly. One day, now well grown up, he saw a large bird hovering gracefully and majestically, high up in the sky. As he watched, his heart started throbbing. His body was electrified. He felt a power within him, urging him to run to the highest place and launch himself into the air. There he would spread his wings and fly like tha...