Fire of Love

I believe campfires are the best nights. The chill of the mountain air warranting a hoodie after a hot sunny day makes for a great night. As the fire sparks, the noise settles giving way to the symphony of insects. As I was reflecting on Pentecost (what’s up one of my favorite Feasts in the Church), I came across a beautiful title of the Holy Spirit: Fire of Love. I don’t know about you but when I think about fire it ain’t no little taper candle but rather a bonfire on the beach. Strong enough to illuminate the darkness, warm enough to melt the calcified.

Properly speaking the Holy Spirit is the interchange of the Father’s outpouring of eternal love for the Son and the Son’s receptive and reciprocal love for the Father. And God, in His goodness, is always good. We can know the Gifts of the Spirit as a dimension of Giver. But since, in this case, the Gift is the Giver Himself (not just an incidental property) it prompts us to ask who then is the Holy Spirit?

Warning: answering this question might be one of the most amazing endeavors you set out on. 

You are a temple of the Holy Spirit. Do you act like it? Do you cultivate the Fire of Love? Mother Mary, spouse of the Holy Spirit, intercede. St. John Paul the II ask the Spirit to live within us so that we and others may be lead to the heights! Bl. Pier Giorgio Frassati, guide us verso l’alto. 

In Notre Dame,

Kathryn Grace

Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world
We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky
'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGyEd0aKWZE

Set a fire down in my soul that I can’t contain and I can’t control

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0A8almp_nCU

We call them fools who have to dance within the flame

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cat5IgxILo4

Latin text

English version

Veni, Sancte Spiritus, et emitte caelitus lucis tuae radium. Veni, pater pauperum, veni, dator munerum, veni, lumen cordium. Consolator optime, dulcis hospes animae, dulce refrigerium. In labore requies, in aestu temperies, in fletu solatium. O lux beatissima, reple cordis intima tuorum fidelium. Sine tuo numine, nihil est in homine, nihil est innoxium. Lava quod est sordidum, riga quod est aridum, sana quod est saucium. Flecte quod est rigidum, fove quod est frigidum, rege quod est devium. Da tuis fidelibus, in te confidentibus, sacrum septenarium. Da virtutis meritum, da salutis exitum, da perenne gaudium.

Come, Holy Spirit, send forth the heavenly radiance of your light. Come, father of the poor, come, giver of gifts, come, light of the heart. Greatest comforter, sweet guest of the soul, sweet consolation. In labor, rest, in heat, temperance, in tears, solace. O most blessed light, fill the inmost heart of your faithful. Without your grace, there is nothing in us, nothing that is not harmful. Cleanse that which is unclean, water that which is dry, heal that which is wounded. Bend that which is inflexible, fire that which is chilled, correct what goes astray. Give to your faithful, those who trust in you, the sevenfold gifts. Grant the reward of virtue, grant the deliverance of salvation, grant eternal joy.