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August 14, 2018

The Futility of Vainglory

Pastors corner with Fr Henry Ibe

Aesop was one of the greatest story tellers in ancient Greece and in one his fables, a fox once saw a crow perching on a tree branch with a piece of cheese in her beak and thought to himself: “That’s for me, as I am a Fox”. He moved to the foot of the tree and cried out:”Good day, Mistress Crow, how beautiful you are looking today: how glossy your feathers; how bright your eyes. I feel sure your voice must surpass that of other birds, just as your figure does; let me hear but one song from you that…