A reminder courtesy of the National Catholic Reporter.

Today is the 75th anniversary of G. K. Chesterton's memorial service in Westminister Cathedral.  2,000 were in attendance and Fr. Ronald Knox preached the panegyric which ended with the last stanza of Chesterton's famous poem:

The Convert

After one moment when I bowed my head

And the whole world turned over and came upright,

And I came out where the old road shone white,

I walked the ways and heard what all men said,

Forests of tongues, like autumn leaves unshed,

Being not unlovable but strange and light;

Old riddles and new creeds, not in despite

But softly, as men smile about the dead.

The sages have a hundred maps to give

That trace their crawling cosmos like a tree,

They rattle reason out through many a sieve

That stores the sand and lets the gold go free:

And all these things are less than dust to me

Because my name is Lazarus and I live.

For those of you who have Kindles, it is encouraging to know that much of G. K. C's work is available free online.  I must download!

Gilbert Keith Chesterton, pray for us.