silence
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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…
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There is something mesmerizing about a Christmas tree. Year after year, we pull out all our Christmas decorations. We have always had an artificial tree and after being in storage, its branches are flat and need to be straightened and fluffed out. Our tree doesn’t look like much at first as we put it together.…
Fears and Tears 