This week's Saturday evening thought takes us back to Fr Jellicoe (BFr 1912). A play about him was shown in 2003. There are details here.
There is a synopsis with quotes here.
Jellicoe burnt himself out in his work for his people, living recklessly in what he understood as obedience to his vocation. The Fathers of the Church called this the 'white martyrdom' of a life squandered - as the world sees it - for God. In the play Jellicoe is portrayed as one who won the affection and trust of the children and the people of the slums of Somers Town:
Jelly Belly, Jelly Belly,
he's our jolly Jelly Belly
he plays the accordion and knows the songs to make us merry.
As his exhaustion grows and he nears the end of his life, it is said of him
I fear this good man is on the edge and sees a world beyond the one we see,
and any moment he may fall into a great abyss or a great reality.
Finally Jellicoe himself speaks of
One more journey…
where we'll compare the heavenly blueprint
with what we've placed on earth.
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