St Thomas Aquinas, a surprisingly short life. (1225-1274) We usually celebrate the day of saint died. This date is odd because it is the date when his relics were transferred to Toulouse, France in 1369…

                                                                                                    Psalm 45:1

My heart is stirring with a noble song; let me recite what I have fashioned for the king;
 my tongue shall be the pen 
of a skilled writer. 

Humbly I adore thee, Verity unseen,
who thy glory hiddest 'neath these shadows mean;
low, to thee surrendered, my whole heart is bowed,
tranced as it beholds thee, shrined within the cloud.

Taste and touch and vision to discern thee fail;
faith, that comes by hearing, pierces through the veil.
I believe whate're the Son of God hath told;
what the Truth hath spoken, that for truth I hold.

O memorial wondrous of the Lord's own death;
living Bread that givest all thy creatures breath,
grant my spirit ever by thy life may live,
to my taste thy sweetness neverfailing give.

Jesus, whom now hidden, I by faith behold,
what my soul doth long for, that thy word foretold:
face to face thy splendor, I at last shall see,
in the glorious vision, blessed Lord, of thee.

                                                Thomas Aquinas

Pray that theology always be grounded in prayer and in the life and worship of the community of faith,