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Soften my heart
Soften my heart, Lord, that I might love you more. Heal its wounds, left so long unattended;Massage deep with the holy oil of Your love,The scars, grown hard and brittle,The scars, which have so long offendedAgainst Your Holy Will. Open my eyes, Lord,That I might see Your glory in all things.Heal their blindnessThat I might…
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Broken ties, still binding
Such strange times. Even when we are preempted from our normal activities and from our interactions with others, which have often left us with too little time for one another; Even now in our isolation of weather and COVID; Even now, the bridge that exists between us, built of parents and past history, seems to…
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How broken must we become
How broken must we all become, Holy Father, before we turn our eyes to You? You are allowing separation and division to prevail all around us and throughout the world. The plagues of our time — both physical and spiritual — seem to multiply daily — Covid surely, but also the desecration of Your churches…
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The passion of our time.
When I heard of the Supreme Court’s decision adding sexual orientation and gender identity to protected classes under Title VII of the Civil Rights Act of 1964, my first reaction was: All humans deserve the opportunity to seek employment free from discrimination. Yet, Archbishop José H. Gomez of Los Angeles and president of USCCB lays…
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Loving heart to heart
The killing of George Floyd, the righteous anger, the protests against allowing whatever caused this awful murder to stand, the dark forces of opportunistic riots and looting, the hatred and loathing — it all makes me so sad, Father. Where are You in all this? How did we get here? What now? What can we…
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On Divine Mercy Sunday, isolation from all but You
Bless this time together today, Father, on this Divine Mercy Sunday. Have mercy on all of us, hopeless sinners all, in this time of isolation. In this time of isolation let us never isolate ourselves from You, our only hope, our only true friend through whom all others, all else is ordered. Never allow our…
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Feeling small in isolation
I’m feeling very little in this time, Lord, as though You in a holy chastisement have sent all us squabbling children Into a sort of global time-out, Restrictions, like when I was a child and someone else was in control of my life. I gave in back then to my parents authority. I wasn’t one…
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Revelation of irrelevance
Oh Lord, I have so much to give thanks for, yet so little energy for giving thanks. Thank You for our health and for each other and for our relationship with You, most especially. This is an odd time when I feel so very grateful and yet so reticent to sit down to spend time…
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On grief
It’s a mystery why things happen as they do. We try to trust that God will not abandon us, but sometimes we feel alone. Well-meaning friends may try to cheer us up, yet tears are often the only possible response. When we pour out our hearts like that, we are in good company. Jesus himself…
Walking With My Brother
A gift of joy, a prayer of gratitude, a blessing from Our Father
Walking With My Brother 