Dia de pausa

Quando tenho dúvidas quanto à vocação que cultivei, consola-me sempre reler estas últimas linhas de After Virtue de Alasdair MacIntyre (sim, talvez tenhamos esse dever de contribuir para uma ética de virtude quando em torno as éticas normativas se dissolvem em tecnicismos e subtilezas relativizadoras - e talvez consigamos fazê-lo através da vida do espírito; sim, talvez sejamos clérigos em combate): "What matters at this stage is the construction of local forms of community within which civility and the intellectual and moral life can be sustained through the new dark ages which are already upon us. And if the tradition of the virtues was able to survive the horrors of the last dark ages, we are not entirely without grounds for hope. This time however the barbarians are not waiting beyond the frontiers; they have already been governing us for quite some time. And it is our lack of consciousness of this that constitutes part of our predicament. We are waiting not for a Godot, but for another—doubtless very different —St. Benedict."