“I loved the part about sewing clothes, particularly since I don’t and can’t. I can however use my hands in other ways. Let me tell you why that’s important to me.”
“Regardless, people continue learning throughout their lives. Our minds change a thousand times on things both great and small. Sometimes the changes are drastic, but more they are small. We know so much more than we did when we were six, or sixteen, or even thirty-six, and we will be wiser still when we become the elders.”
“Maybe all these items, people, places, and events are not gone. They are treasures stored up for me in heaven. I can pull them down into my heart—hold them again in my memory.”
“Holy, holy, holy, the hand of the Almighty One,
that brushes away the cares of the troubled
and stands guard over those who sleep.”
To repent is in some small, frayed way to unknit the fabric in which my portrait is woven in such intricate and fascinating, colourful and false threads, pulling
“Here is what I notice…
a stop sign
the turn of my head
to witness God’s blazing glory.”
“When I wake up in the morning I make a cup of tea and sit quietly in my sacred space for a few minutes enjoying the early morning sounds and sights. I close my eyes, take a few deep breaths in and out and recite what has become my morning mantra:
‘Thank you God for the gift of life
A wondrous gift so freely given.'”
“How foolish I was! God was telling me my job didn’t matter. The Holy water is within me. In all my moments, even the most block-headed ones, I am an aquarium, a place for relating to Holy water.”
“I do have faith that God is present and as close as my next breath. That’s the best reason I can think of for continuing to breathe. I don’t obey civil law because it suits me; it’s more about making things safer for others and myself.”
“To many of us, who nowadays so often feel trapped indoors, and who often use our weekends to flee the cities and flock to the outdoors, the idea of retreating indoors to find God might seem less appealing. I wonder, then, if we can honor St. Teresa on her feast day by extending her vision of God to the outer world, and envisioning the soul’s journey on a spiritual pilgrimage of a backpacking trip?”
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