Thus, on the Feast day of St. Stephen (today in the Christian calendar), King Wenceslas looked out his window to see the poor man trying to find sticks and twigs, amongst the winter snow.
I got interrupted in my prayers tonight by singing. Not the kind you would expect like children and families singing carols house-to-house (welcome to the South!) in the slushy, mostly-melted snow (ditto.) But the kind when you are so deep in prayer that you can hear the proverbial heavenly hosts sing…. And this is a [...]
When I was hungry, did you feed me? When I was naked did you clothe me? When I was a stranger did you invite me in?
O God, Today I am afraid.
One more beautiful sliver of poetry that I found remarkably calming this week. There were a few tough days in there when my mind began slipping over into a (temporary) feeling of being “just LOST.) I found this short poem in my notes, and reading it over a few times, really helped put my mind [...]
