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Jesus speaks of entering the narrow gate at Mass last weekend in the Gospel reading. The way is not easy, but we are not alone on the journey towards Him. In another place in scripture, He speaks of suffering in this life, of taking up our cross, but He also speaks of paradise and a…
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A full moon shining orange with the light from the sun. Sunflowers turned to the sky with a bee buzzing nearby. Clear running streams with smooth rocks glistening as the water flows down the mountain. A dove’s cooing heard from above. The golden plains and yellow wildflower prairies that go on for miles. Endless fields…
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Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, then I will enter his house and dine with him, and he with me. Revelation 3:20 Lord, I feel You calling me to let You in. It is a gentle tapping that I have to strain to hear…
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I am drawn to the scripture verses about Martha and Mary. It seems every time I hear the passages at Mass or read them quietly at home, the words capture me and speak to my heart. The reading from last weekend was no different and I felt the Lord showing me insight through the eyes…
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After a rainfall I noticed many spiderwebs outside my front door in the rocks among the bushes. What had been invisible was visible to me. It reminds me when something in the present moment brings out a memory that causes me fear, anxiety or sadness. A wound that I wasn’t aware of or not thought…
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God, the Father, has been a mystery to me and continues to be a mystery to me. He seems so far away but that is not the truth. He is close, He shelters me and He cares for me. He is one with the Son and the Holy Spirit. They cannot be separated and remain…
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There is something beautiful about the honey bee going from flower to flower, the eagle soaring high over a river, or the delicate butterfly fluttering among the lavender branches. Nature speaks in the silence as I watch and it has much to say. There is life all around and it is moving forward and not…
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The Lord speaks these words to me, “My daughter, why do you keep returning to the tomb? I am not there. What draws you to the place of the dead? It is not my voice that calls you there. Turn back to the garden, follow Me and I will bring your peace. Come, sit with…
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I sit in silence, and ponder what the Lord has said to me the last few months. My heart is overwhelmed by the great love of the Lord during this most sacred time of the year. Every year of the Lenten season, followed by the Passion and Resurrection of the Lord, I experience something different…
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