Cloudy days, too, have their sunWhen company is shared;And through the gray and broken rainI’m glad that you were there.
Browsing Category: Journal Pages
REMEMBER THAT
So many prayed, so many granted,Some ways I could not see;Growing Faith, refining soul—Learning who is “me.” Then spreading gift, sharing the same,To others as they pray:Advancing nearer into LightWith each and every day. We are products of our prayers,Prayed and offered in the past.At least one of them, we live today.I pray: remember that. […]
REFLECTION IN ASH
“The presence of the Lord implies liberty, the one follows the other; for the more intimately present the Lord is, the more free is man; that is, in proportion as he is in the love of good and truth he acts freely. Such is the nature of the Lord’s influx by means of angels. […]
REAPER
“Saint Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle. Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the Devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly hosts, by the power of God, cast into hell Satan and all the evil spirits, who prowl about the world […]
A PRAYER IN HOPE
It lived on day in the Second Canticle of Spring, its song voiced by birds, messengers on wing, in proclamation of arrival to new and promised life. She departed on day when the first of spring shone green through recession of winter’s covering snow; appearing in the low bases and shortest blades of wintered […]
OUR PART
“There is a responsibility that everyone can take up: we need to decide if we are going to collectively and individually tilt the world towards Heaven or tilt it towards Hell.”—Jordan B. Peterson There comes a point when we discern the most-wrong way to live is deference—putting off life and denying one’s perceived course […]
SHEPHERD’S VIEW
However lowly we may perceive ourselves to be, made in the image of God, we all possess possibilities for the miraculous, even if it something as simple and common (if that’s how one chooses to see) as raising up those who will continue this existence after we are gone.
PARALLELS
Is not writing, in its own way, a form of prayer—a messaging of thought, hope, desire, and wish—offered into the universe without promise of response? Maybe, for some words and prayers, we truly seek an answer. Others, maybe to give them is enough—their effect and answer coming in the consequence of contemplation in focusing […]
IN EVERY WOMAN
In every woman, I see a Mary: made for miracles, imbued with goodness and who, by their gift of bringing life into this world, saves man from his own end. Whether Mother or Magdalene, God loves and works in each: changing hearts, minds, and souls by drawing those in world around nearer to communion […]