And St. Anthony… (Death of General Antoine Lecerf)

Antoine is not. He left on Friday. The 22 avril 2011. He is in the Father's house. Antoine, it is Antoine Lecerf. Army Corps General Antoine Lecerf. A Warlord. A brilliant leader of men. One of the most extraordinary men I have known.

When you meet the first time Antoine Lecerf, there was this frank and firm handshake, but there was something else immediately ; something that was within the charisma. Antoine Lecerf have charmed snakes. He shook your hand and immediately there was a spell. He wanted to immediately know if you were with him, if you were prepared, if you adhere to his plan. Which project ? He had a new every five minutes. And he did not let fall. He thought quickly, but his friendship last long. He wanted to know if you were with him and he had a foolproof way to know : he shook your hand, he kept it, his face approached the your, he came to meet you, he wanted to know. He shook your hand, he kept it, her face was approaching and your wrinkled a little his left eyelid as to improve visual acuity, as to be sure of what he would see, what you were going to reveal him. Her pleated look, this penetrating gaze came for something. He was looking for that little flame. He wanted to know if you too were animated. Antoine Lecerf not only spawned animated people. Nothing interested more than whether you as you were, or even to a lesser degree if you could be (which was enough to satisfy the, because the potential was of particular value to him). Antoine Lecerf chose you. And nothing was less by chance.

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Emotion at Notre Dame du Lys

This is a beautiful emotion that all assistance faithful of Our Lady of the Lily has felt this morning at Mass 11:15. A delegation of Iraqi Christians in Baghdad were present and an Iraqi priest was simple and touching words to witness the massacre last October in the Baghdad cathedral. The recall of facts by one of the witnesses of the carnage carried the meeting for a few seconds in deep meditation. These young Iraqis followed the extraordinary rite of Mass with fervor and devotion. The beautiful sermon of Father Charles Fazilleau was translated into Arabic so that Iraqis can learn the lessons of this Passion Sunday.

At the exit of the chapel, the smiles and handshakes exchanged with these young men of the East as already proven in their faith have been an emotional time and joyful. Well beyond the language barrier, infinite joy shone in looks. The joy of being alive in Christ.