Woody (of Toy Story 4)

Standing by my friend makes us strong to the end despite a day’s wayward quirks – Loyalty makes life work   Never turning my back on a companion’s lack keeps us together – Commitment is a joyful tether   Answering the call of alarm without regard for hurt or harm fosters solidarity – Helpfulness creates […]

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Our Shrine

On the occasion of the 95th Anniversary of the Shrine of St Joseph “‘Abandoned’ means to be rejected, left alone, overlooked”[1] We are a place for healing – to not only allow but accept the “rejected”, to not only tolerate but include the “left alone”, to not only accommodate but embrace the “overlooked”.   “‘Apostle’ […]

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I See

The enlightened Way follows an unlit path to transfiguration.   Light and Dark obscure perception – both reveal.   Visions appear clearly unseen – sharing Truth.   Absorbed Grace blinds the blessed – exposes the Word.   The Light absorbs me making me blind – giving insight.

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Turn, Turn, Turn

It had been chilly for the past couple of mornings and today seemed cooler still. So, for the first time this season I put my coat and hat on – to go forth.   I opened the door and felt the soft kiss of a breeze caress my face. The morning air was indeed brisk […]

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Good News

Paul says, “When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child…”   The truth was incomplete – the covenant was a contract. God’s intervention was a quid pro quo and my understanding was delusional.   “When I grew up…” I talk like a grown-up, […]

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Q & A

The questions we ask make the answers we get. So, we must pay attention and listen first. Being ruled by the numbers, misses ourselves. Calculated assessment is meaningless   Rain measured in volume and duration makes life an endless series of droughts and floods. Soaked by the rain and absorbing its wetness, be filled with […]

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Whisperer

The Wind whispers, sometimes softly, sometimes loudly.   Sometimes She pushes me along. Sometimes She pushes me back.   She caresses me with a gentle warm breeze. She throttles me with a blustery cold gust.   To hear Her word, I must listen, for I know not from whence She came, or where She goes. […]

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Threadbare

Alas, our tapestry is ripped; but, we’re not irreparable. Woven and inseparable, part of the cloth, we can’t be snipped.   Fashion glorifies the rend, the world marginalizes tears. Separation shreds without cares, love, though, is the cloth on the mend.   Knitting a patch is not magic. Despite feeling so abandoned; our unlovedness is […]

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Poured Out

The Cup is filled holding the poured out uniquely the same   The Cup overflows overwhelming the poured out capacity exceeded   The Cup is drunk one with poured out thirst satisfied   The Cup is shared enjoined by the poured out never forget   The Cup is empty unbroken by the poured out it […]

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