silence
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We take for granted the slow miracle whereby water in the irrigation of a vineyard becomes wine. It is only when Christ turns water into wine in a quick motion, as it were, that we stand amazed. St. Augustine. Our 33rd wedding anniversary is coming up the end of May; it seems like yesterday, and…
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Love is the cross, and the cross is love. St. Therese of Lisieux I walk with Jesus, we are on a dry, dusty road that stretches for miles. I can not see anything in the distance. I walk next to Jesus, with the same pace; slow and steady, with the same breath; deep and clear,…
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Bittersweet, that is how my heart feels. There is a part that suffers and there is a part that feels joy. In my silent suffering, I pray to God. In my joy, I pray to God. In my sorrows and in my joys, He is with me. He knows me to the very depths of…
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This past week, I have been drawn to the image of the Lamb. I was sitting at Church, and the etching of a lamb in the Marian side altar was in front of me. I had never paid it much attention before, but I found myself gazing upon this image, and contemplating what it means…
Fears and Tears 