We have set the seal of Solomon on all things under sun,
Of knowledge and of sorrow and endurance of things done.
But a noise is in the mountains, in the mountains, and I know
The voice that shook our palaces—four hundred years ago:
It is he that saith not ‘Kismet’; it is he that knows not Fate;
It is Richard, it is Raymond, it is Godfrey at the gate!
It is he whose loss is laughter when he counts the wager worth,
Put down your feet upon him, that our peace be on the earth.
GK Chesterton, Lepanto
The good news is that the spirit of Urban II is not quite dead in all Catholics. The surprisingly good news is that it is apparently alive and well in the soul of a 77 year old nun in London:
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