As we grew up, life started to get complicated… We need to delve deeper. This is the crucial time of what spiritual writers call the ‘second yes.’
As we grew up, life started to get complicated… We need to delve deeper. This is the crucial time of what spiritual writers call the ‘second yes.’
It happened that a shaft of sunlight came in through one of our windows and looking automatically towards the light, hundreds of thousands of particles floating around in the air came into view….
If you look at the ocean, it’s this wide expansive space that stretches beyond the horizon. And on a windy day, you can see the white caps gleaming off the crests of each mini wave, creating a beautiful pattern of white and blue and sparkles of light as far as the eye can see.
Many, if not most of us, may have the belief and perspective that there are problems everywhere. We see things in ourselves we don’t like, we see things in others we don’t like. We view all these things as “problems”…
You never know how God will use you. Your intentional movement in love and goodness in the little things, impacts the people around you. It makes a difference. It’s imperceptible at times, but it’s happening. A tiny flame lifts the heavy lid of night.
Dear Friends, for this week, it seems most appropriate to have our dear Holy Father, Pope St. John Paul II continue to accompany us. As our father, he speaks these words to you today.
Even when there isn’t any perceptible sound around you, you can hear it. Sometimes it’s clear, sometimes it’s not. It can sound like background chatter in a dull and steady sort of way, or it can stream out in strong spurts and the cacophony of sound can overpower you. Sometimes it is very quiet. You can sense it more than you can actually hear it.
St. Thérèse’s feast day is right around the corner. For those who do not know her, she is a saint of our times. Often, we think of saints as people who lived a long time ago. People who received extraordinary graces. People who are “holy”, which can’t possibly be relatable to me. Wrong. St. Thérèse would be the first person to tell you that you’re wrong!