Showing posts with label I was brought to nothing and knew not. Show all posts
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Saturday, May 07, 2016

Jan Tyranowski

Jan Tyranowski
"St. John of the Cross and St. Therese of Lisieux were
not only his masters, they led him to discover himself, 
they explained and justified his own life." -Wojtyla


Heather King wrote about him in this month's Magnificat.

I mentioned him in a comment to a friend last week regarding 'lay-spiritual directors' - Tyranowski sort of played that role for Pope John Paul in his young life.

Heather describes him from JPII's writings in a way which impressed me that he was something of an eccentric, perhaps a misfit - a saintly misfit, no doubt.  St. John Paul said he was saintly, and it appears Tyranowski's cause for canonization is underway.  It makes me wonder about how many saints I may have met - people I thought were eccentric misfits, with little quirks - or big quirks - but who were holy and good.  And then there is me - weirder than the average bear, but not very saintly.

Anyway.

I like this from JPII on his friend everyone thought was so strange:

"Tyranowski was truly one of those unknown saints, hidden among others like a marvelous light at the bottom of life at a depth where night usually reigns." 
"The bottom of life ... where night usually reigns."

John Paul understood. 

Friday, February 05, 2016

Humility ... Honesty ...



In this world, only those people who have fallen to the lowest degree of humiliation, far below beggary, who are not just without any social consideration but are regarded by all as being deprived of that foremost human dignity, reason itself -- only those people, in fact, are capable of telling the truth. All the others lie. - Simone Weil