Author Archives: Br. Francis Maluf, M.I.C.M.
If a man were to say to me, “I refuse to use my eyesight except through a microscope,” I might think that the man is queer or crazy, and I would certainly try to avoid his company. Imagine taking a walk with a man who keeps one eye closed, and the other, permanently fixed to a microscope! Such a man is worse than blind, for … More →
Nothing could be more distinctive of the age in which we live than the overpowering prominence of mathematics. All through the Catholic centuries, arithmetic and geometry constituted all the mathematics that an educated Christian was asked to learn. Even these two subjects were treated from a more contemplative point of view, which made them far more harmonious with other liberal studies. Arithmetic consisted in the … More →
[Taken randomly from Brother Francis' lectures, with a minor amount of editing.] Some things have to become part of our knowledge through acquaintance, so to speak. Knowledge becomes impossible if everything needs a definition. If someone were to ask you a question and say, “What does this mean?” And you say, “It means this or that.” And he asks, “And what does this or that … More →
During the long years (1942-1978) in which I was privileged to associate with Father Feeney on a daily basis, I kept a record of statements he would make from time to time, in his sermons or lectures, or in ordinary conversation that struck me at that moment as proceeding from a deep mystical realization or apprehension. I felt an irresistible impulse to record these sayings … More →
O Cause of all our joys! 1 Queen, merciful and kind, What makes our girls and boys So precious in your mind? Brother Francis composed these verses to a lovely Arabic song he knew from his youth. ↩
1. When you have __, everyone wants your company. When you lose __, men want to avoid you. 2. When you have __, you cannot be mean if you tried. When you lose __, you are mean even to yourself. 3. When you have __, you cannot commit sin. 4. When you have __, you overcome every adversity. Without __, even good fortune does you … More →
This little rhyme might show you how to say—
O Good Saint Anne, I am named for you, Will you make me good and Holy and true?
When Our Lady looks down from Heaven. To admire your princely repose. She says to the angels around her,
Look at the morning Anna Maria, Look at the bright blue sky! These are the reflections, Anna Maria, Of beauties that are on high.
Agnes Mary you are so sweet, Your little hands, and your little feet. Your little mouth, and your big eyes,
I know how dear my God can be, Who thought in all eternity, An exquisite plan of darling Anne And all the sweetness that is she. From Divine Alchemy
Peter, a little nobleman of heaven Pays tribute today to number seven. Seven for the sacraments he
I know that Mariam Is a child of light; She smiles at the morning And frowns at the night. From Divine Alchemy
This must be going to be a good day, For Leonard wasn’t stubborn and didn’t delay, And even Peter