It was a winter that seemed to never end. Along the coast, the cold cast morning veils across the sea, ice crystals forming in fragile lines along the sand to crack and break in mornings of rising tide, touching and shattering ice lines left by receding sea in night. Inland, the same fogs […]
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Journal Pages
1 JOHN: LOVE
I missed Mass this week. For a few days, I’ve failed to rise and begin my day reading and reflecting; and I felt the difference in my mood. Last night, a friend referenced the First Letter of John, which I went and read this morning: “God is love, and those who abide in love […]
Poetry
HOLE IN SKY
“God, as The Imitation says, ‘sometimes gives Himself to us in radiant light, sometimes veiled in symbols and in shadows.’ It was veiled in this way that He showed Himself to us, but the veil was so light that we could almost see through and there was no room for doubt…—Saint Therese of Lisieux, “The […]
Short Story
LEVITY
“I don’t suppose you have very much to tell…” “What makes you think that?” “Because you have an extremely simple soul; however, it will be even more simple when you become perfect. The closer we come to God, the more simple we become.” —St. Therese of Lisieux, The Story of a Soul […]
Journal Pages
HOW DO I ASK?
How greatly do we change in the passage of time between encounters with another? The answer is as infinite as span of time, spread of life experience and course. Sometimes, we change not at all; others—we are completely different. Where in the spectrum do we, ourselves, fall; and how do we ever […]