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As you have announced, Arnaud, our troop leader has taken his departure Road last Saturday, before all the scouts and to the community elders. Good, and between showers, too. But it will remain in our memories as a great time of fellowship around the progression of a member of mastery. And then, of course, using as it is the troupe, it could not miss class: Meet in the glow of torches, please!
Unfortunately I still have no photos, but if a member of the master could send me, it would be cool. And of course, the Clan Happy New Route to Arnaud !

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A crescent moon

The sky is ink. Some night lights begin to flash. We imagine God up there, up there ... end of August Heaven lined auroras ... A light breeze is chilling waves. Tonight, I am melancholy. I see this mini crescent moon rising, stretching lazily over the horizon. Looks like the blink of an eye on the sky. It is orange. I cry in me. As I am nostalgic before this episode of the Song of Creation when God created the human couple. God created man in His own image, the image of God he created him, he created them man and wife. God said, It is not good that man should be alone. I must give him a mate fit for him. "(Genesis 2, 19). In blessing God with all my heart, I looked up at the crescent moon that gave me a wink. In me a long sob rose swell the waves ... And I went to bed.

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Hymn of the Universe

Thanksgiving / Creator God / the One
AT 41 Dn 3, 57-88.56

All works of the Lord, bless the Lord:
To him be highest glory and praise for ever! You
, angels of the Lord, bless the Lord:
To him be highest glory and praise for ever!

You, the heavens, bless the Lord,
and you waters above the heavens, bless the Lord,
and all the powers of the Lord, bless the Lord!

And you, the sun and moon, bless ye the Lord, and you
, the stars of heaven, Bless the Lord, all you
, rain and dew, bless ye the Lord!

all ye breezes and winds, bless ye the Lord, and you
, fire and heat, bless ye the Lord, and you
, fresh and cold, bless ye the Lord!

And you, frost and dew, bless ye the Lord, and you
, freezing and cold, bless ye the Lord, and you
, ice and snow, bless ye the Lord!

And you, the nights and days, bless ye the Lord, and you
, light and darkness, bless ye the Lord, and you
, lightning, clouds, bless the Lord:
To him be highest glory and praise for ever!
Let the earth bless the Lord:
To him be highest glory and praise for ever!

you, O mountains and hills, bless ye the Lord, and you
, plants of the earth, bless ye the Lord, and you
, springs and fountains, bless the Lord!

you, oceans and rivers, bless the Lord,
whales and sea creatures, bless the Lord, all you
, birds in the sky, bless the Lord, all you
, deer and cattle, bless ye the Lord:
To him be highest glory and praise for ever!

And you, children of men, bless ye the Lord:
To him be highest glory and praise for ever!
You, Israel, bless the Lord!

And you, priests, bless the Lord,
you his servants, bless the Lord!
minds and souls of the righteous, bless ye the Lord,
the holy and humble of heart, bless ye the Lord,

Anias, Azariah and Mishael, bless the Lord
To him be highest glory and praise for ever!
bless the Father, Son and Holy Spirit:
To him be highest glory and praise for ever!

Blessed art Thou, O Lord, in the firmament of heaven:
To you be highest glory and praise forever!

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The Transfiguration of the Lord Jesus: a story of beauty.

"I had lost my way in a string of deliberately St. Férréol-les-Neiges. I saw on a mound a man in a painting. I approached him and said: "You let me look." He nodded. He painted in watercolor by small strokes, juxtaposing and layering colors. Under his brush, an old barn flanked by a wooden silo was transfigured into art. I ventured a compliment: "It's so beautiful what you do. I envy you." He replied: "The beauty is there. Just to see her. You know, many people watch, but very few see." And he added: "Talent is important, but you can not paint the beauty that if she already lives in us."

Today, we are invited to discover the not beauty of a landscape, but one person, Christ. The beauty of a human being lived, all transfigured by the very being of God. A beauty that we can collect only if it affected ourselves and inhabited by it.

I do not know what became of the watercolor I born. Without doubt, she is hanging on a wall, a small window on the beauty. 're Trying to do the same: to be a small window that suggests something of the beauty of God. "

Georges Madore
with Christ, in August 2006,
Ottawa, Novalis Publishing.