Mardi, 17 Février, 2015
Verse of the Day: « Qui nous séparera
de l’amour de Christ ? Serait-ce la détresse, l’angoisse, la persécution,
la faim, le dénuement, le danger ou l’épée ? De fait, il est écrit :
C’est à cause de Toi qu’on nous met
à mort à longueur de journée, qu’on
nous considère comme des brebis, destinées à la boucherie. Au contraire, dans tout cela, nous
sommes plus que vainqueurs grâce à Celui qui nous a aimés. » Romains 8.35-37
Quote of the Day: “Life is like a bicycle, you have to keep going to keep your
balance.”—Albert Einstein
« La vie, c’est
comme une bicyclette, il faut avancer pour ne pas perdre l’équilibre. »—Albert
Einstein
French Fun Fact:
France is the most visited
country in the world with 75 million tourists yearly. (confessedtravelholic.com)
What’s Really
Going On Over Here:
Weather – Light
fog, Precip. 0%
Temperature – 37⁰F
More News – http://www.francetv.fr/
A Day In the Life:
I believe I’ve shared earlier, that I’m not really a big
talker. I can talk about space and Jesus for hours, and I also say some stupid
stuff, but I’m not a ‘I just met you, please tell me about yourself’ kind of
guy. One of my many nicknames in high school (although short-lived) was
actually ‘radio’, because I wore my headphones so much (though I wouldn’t be
surprised if the guy who came up with it had other reasons for calling me that
that he didn’t share with me). I haven’t changed a bit. But my new host parents
love to talk – and I love talking to them.
Last night after dinner when the kids had gone to bed, the
three of us stayed in the kitchen and talked for another hour and a half. They
were asking me questions about life at Liberty, about being a boy scout, about
other sports I played as a kid – and then I actually ended up sharing my
testimony. It turned out to be a great time of fellowship, and believe we
sharpened each other in Christ.
Denis
Saint Denis was a missionary during the Roman Empire, born
in Italy and martyred in the Roman province of Gaul around 258 AD. Not much is
known about his life (in fact he is more famous for his
Trust me, this caught me off guard too... |
Gregory of Tours states that Denis
was bishop of the Parisii and was martyred by being beheaded by a sword. The
earliest document giving an account of his life and martyrdom, the "Passio
SS. Dionysii Rustici et Eleutherii" dates from c. 600, is mistakenly
attributed to the poet Venantius Fortunatus, and is legendary. Nevertheless, it
appears from the Passio that Denis was sent from Italy to convert Gaul in the
third century, forging a link with the "apostles to the Gauls"
reputed to have been sent out under the direction of Pope Fabian. This was
after the persecutions under Emperor Decius had all but dissolved the small Christian
community at Lutetia. Denis, with his inseparable companions Rusticus and
Eleutherius, who were martyred with him, settled on the Île de la Cité in the
River Seine. Roman Paris lay on the higher ground of the Left Bank, away from
the river.
Denis, having alarmed the pagan
priests by his many conversions, was executed by beheading on the highest hill
in Paris (now Montmartre), which was likely to have been a druidic holy place.
The martyrdom of Denis and his companions is popularly believed to have given
the site its current name, derived from the Latin mons martyrium "The Martyrs' Mountain", although the name
is possibly derived from mons mercurei et mons martis, “Hill of
Mercury and Mars”. After his head was
cut off, Denis is said to have picked it up and walked ten kilometres (six
miles) from the summit of the hill, preaching a sermon the entire way,
making him one of many cephalophores in hagiology. Of the many accounts of this
martyrdom, this is noted in detail in the Golden
Legend and in Butler's Lives of The
Saints. The site where he stopped
preaching and actually died was marked by a small shrine that developed into
the Saint Denis Basilica, which became the burial place for the kings of France.
(The indented information above is
a direct quote from the article on Saint
Denis found on Wikipedia.com)
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