Tuesday, March 29, 2011

practicing

Let us not tire of preaching love; it is the force that will overcome the world. Archbishop Oscar Romero.


Each day we are reminded that the world needs more social justice, more compassion, more mercy. There are millions of homeless, millions unemployed, millions hungry. There are a million reasons for us to pray, a million reasons for us to take action. How do we approach prayer? Where do we position prayer in our lives?

We should allow ourselves to burst into prayer as often as possible. Prayer should be free, alive in our entire being. Our hearts and minds should always be filled with thoughts of sharing goodness, holiness, and kindness. Our actions should be helping us move closer and closer to God. We must acknowledge our past, present, and future mistakes. Our lives are not easy. We strive to avoid sin.

Current events can sometimes influence our prayers. Our thoughts about Charlie Sheen, the weather, contaminated water in Japan are good things to reflect on and to pray about.

Civil war in Libya, unrest in Syria, each day we are given more reasons to pray, more events to reflect upon and ask God’s guidance. Modern life is filled with consumerism, hedonism, individualism. Belief in God is no longer the center of our culture. Being Christian is accepted and often criticized.

Almost all vice is approved, accepted, and glamorized. We must always pray that each Catholic, each Christian, each human being be able to learn how to avoid vice, avoid sin.

We should not fear silence. We should not fear prayer.

There are radiation leaks in Japan, Yemen’s political crisis, the Saudi’s anger at the United States’ handling of the Egyptian power struggle and collapse of President Hosni Mubarak’s government, these events and so many others provide more and more reasons for us to pray, for us to put our faith in God.

Monday, March 28, 2011

How to Explain

When I originally conceived this essay, I wanted to explain how I spent my Sunday. What I thought about, what I prayed about, what I thought about praying about, where I went. It was arranged in a completely accessible linear fashion. But, how would my story translate to non Catholics, to non Christians. Is there something universal in my activities?


My activities are amusing to me sometime. I am always making deals with myself. I am always filled with all types of crazy yet conventional thoughts created by great literature and big budget Hollywood films.


Sunday began with thoughts of the night before at the Dominican House of Study Spring Gala and Silent Auction. I briefly reconstructed the evening into interesting little bits and ordered it in a more literary way. My morning began with brief prayer and then I began writing.


I stopped writing and then planned my day. I planned to attend Mass at 11:30 AM and then return to the Cathedral around 2:30 to photograph the Spanish Stations of the Cross.



How completely cautious and conventional this is. Where is the passion, where is the energy? Is it possible to share my exuberance, my excitement without sounding too zealous, too fervent? Is it possible to create a document which makes going to Mass appear like a great way to spend an afternoon?



As a Cathedral of Saint Matthew the Apostle Altar Server my spirituality has deepened; my love and enjoyment of the Mass has grown exponentially; my sense of goodness, kindness, and holiness has increased. I look for signs of goodness, kindness, and holiness in my actions and the actions of others.



I was asked to carry the Cross in the procession during the 11:30 Mass. Although I frequently have fears of dropping the Cross because of my own personal lack of strength, carrying the Cross helps me focus on the Mass more completely.



How can such a beautiful ceremony be described in such a way to personalize the experience, bring it alive with hope and yet, encourage curiosity with appearing to encourage curiosity.


What is it that makes attending Mass unique for me? Why do I attend Mass? There is a wonderful feeling which I experience sometime while being an Altar Server. There is a moment when I am able to forget myself for a moment, forget my own silly pettiness and hope and pray for someone else’s happiness and security. Attending Mass is more than prayers, attending Mass is more than receiving Communion. Here is a chance to hear God’s voice, here is a chance to answer the call. Here is a chance to love your neighbor as you love yourself. Is there a way to say that simply, gently in a manner which could help someone want to walk into the Cathedral and ask about being Catholic, about being an adopted child of God.



After the 11:30 AM Mass I remembered that there was a special Mass in honor of Archbishop Oscar Romero of El Salvador who was assassinated thirty-one years ago while saying Mass. I quickly left the Cathedral, returned home, picked up my camera.


I returned shortly after the 1:00 PM Spanish Mass had started. How great it was to see all of the faces in the Cathedral. How great it was to hear the choir singing, to hear the guitar playing, the congregation singing.


Remembering Archbishop Oscar Romero is important for all Christians who want to follow in the footsteps of Christ Jesus. His life was both cautious and bold, his words were erudite, brash, and inspiring. Archbishop Romero’s life presented the beauty of and the danger of Christ Jesus’s social justice teaching captured in the Beatitudes.


There is much to learn from his life. His approach was slow, filled with reflection and prayer. He provided a valuable lesson about involvement in dealing with the marginalized people and their oppressors. He started out with hope, with love. He studied the issue and prayed about the conditions of the poor, and those who were in opposition to the government. His decisions were not always the most popular decisions, the most popular statements but they were the correct ones for the situations, for his country. There is nothing worse than ignoring social injustice.



Archbishop Romero reminds us about the living water, about being shocking, about doing the right thing and not being afraid of making the greatest sacrifice.


How can all of this be shared with others in a conversational, non threatening way.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Spring Gala

Last night I attended the first annual Spring Gala and Silent Auction at the Dominican House of Study. I went with friends from the Cathedral of Saint Matthew the Apostle. I wore a simple blue blazer and khakis and carried my camera. I imagined eating all types of wonderful foods and drinking gallons of beer and wine. How I wanted to appear rotund and jolly and waiting for Rembrandt to paint my portrait and hang it in the Rijksmuseum Amsterdam! How childish my initial thoughts were.


My journey to the Dominican House of Study began with simple conversation about my life, was briefly punctuated by stories of aggressive driving and speed cameras, and finally ended with a brief discussion about creating a homily with prayer and reflection being important ingredients.


This brief discussion became the leitmotif of the evening. Almost everything was viewed in another way, a different way. Each new person presented the opportunity for prayer. Each new conversation presented the opportunity for silence, for reflection. There was a pleasant musicality to the evening, there was a gentle repetition to the evening. Although each moment was deliciously fugacious, and I was aware that I must not look back with any yearning, I must look forward with hope, look heavenward with mercy.


And familiar faces greeted me and I responded kindly. Forgotten faces greeted me and I responded warmly. Unknown faces greeted me and I responded gently. This was an evening of goodness, holiness, and kindness. After a few minutes more faces were familiar, many connections were dusted off. A few names mischievously remained hidden from my memory.


This was not an evening about remembering names. This was an evening to say thank you, an evening to remember how someone touched your life, an evening of prayers for those present, for those absent, for all those in our hearts and minds.


As I nibbled on this and that my mind kept playing with my delicate, jumbled ideas of Thomism which I knew were somehow connected to St. Thomas Aquinas, a Dominican priest in the Catholic Church.


In search of food and ideas I wandered around the hallways, enjoying turtle soup, bleu cheese, fluffy pastries while wondering how would I describe this evening, wondering how I could help the Dominican House of Studies, how I could encourage others to help.


Our thoughts are often beautiful and energetic impulses splattering on the blank canvas of our minds. Our thoughts are brief flashes of energy. It is this fugacious quality which keeps me human, reminds me to remember to pray for others. Each human being is always in need of prayer, seeing strangers and familiar faces, hearing snippets of conversations, half remembrances, half anecdotes; watching handshakes, hugs, half smiles even in happy faces there is something which quietly asks for prayer. Briefly my mind thinks about praying for someone and just as quickly it is forgotten.


But this Gala reminded me of the need for prayer, the need to move closer to God, the need to show mercy and compassion to everyone that I might encounter. The minutes advanced gently and I realized the real reason why I decided to attend this Gala. I wanted to join in the praying of Compline, The Night Prayer of the Church.


I wanted to hear different voices singing hymns, reciting psalms, praying antiphons in unison. I wanted to see the chapel filled with people, faithful, hopeful, loving, loyal. I wanted to hear myself say and sing the words in the Compline.


While waiting for everyone to enter the chapel, my mind replayed different parts of this day. How wonderful it was to talk about creating a homily, how wonderful it was to wait for Night Prayer to begin. How wonderful it was to have shared this moment, this evening, these prayers!



Friday, March 25, 2011

Remembering Those In Need - Simple Lenten Meal

“A PREACHING THAT DOES NOT POINT OUT SIN is not the preaching of the gospel. A preaching that makes sinners feel good, so that they are secured in their sinful state, betrays the gospel's call. A preaching that does not discomfit sinners but lulls them in their sin leaves Zebulun and Naphtali in the shadow of death”—(Jan. 22, 1978). Archbishop Oscar Romero.


As Christians we must never allow ourselves to become complacent, to accept the status quo. We must always be trying to learn more about how to follow in the footsteps of Jesus, how to be more loyal servants for God. Each day we should give thanks for all of our blessings. Each day we should pray for equality and social justice for everyone. As Christians we must be prepared to make sacrifices in the name of God, for the glory of God.

The Social Justice and Community Services Ministry at the Cathedral of Saint Matthew the Apostle sponsored the Simple Lenten Meal. The Spanish Prayer Group prepared and served the meal. Parishioners spoke about an orphanage in Peru that needs to purchase a van to transport patients from the orphanage to the hospital. After that discussion there was a little discussion about Archbishop Oscar Romero of El Salvador.

Each moment of our lives presents a chance for us to proclaim God’s works, to praise him, to offer him thanks. Each moment of our lives presents an opportunity for us to seek fairness for everyone, to seek social justice for everyone. As Christians it is not enough to have definitions for words; we must also have understanding. We hear so many words every day, with so many being lost, misunderstood.

How often do we hear freedom, liberty, dignity, peace, liberation? How often do we really truly understand the context. It is not enough to have dictionary definitions; these words must ignite something within our souls and hearts; these words must provoke some universal thoughts for all mankind; these words ask us to look beyond our neighborhood, beyond our town, beyond our state, beyond our country; all human beings deserve the same basic things, freedom, peace, liberty, dignity.

Each day of our lives we should strive to help our neighbors, strive to become closer to God, strive to increase the goodness, kindness, and holiness which emanates from within us.

Technology does not change man’s basic instincts; human beings have always been sinners controlled and influenced by all types of desires and impulses. Jealousy, greed, selfishness can lead individuals and entire nations in the wrong direction. Archbishop spoke out against the injustice and the abuse of the poor people in El Salvador. By doing so he became a role model for us, reminding us to have compassion and empathy for our neighbors, reminding us to seek the Truth, share the Truth.

Thirty-one years ago today, Archbishop Oscar Romero was assassinated while saying Mass.

Solemnity of the Annunciation of the Lord

Today is March 25, 2011. Today is the Solemnity of the Annunciation of the Lord. Today the Gloria will be said during Mass.


There is sunlight today. Outside I can hear builders hammering and using all types of gizmos to create mechanical noise. Now I can hear the sound from a car alarm system.


Life is filled with many alarm and alert systems.


We often talk about things that we have given up for this or that reason, things we have sacrificed for this and that reason, or to benefit some other person. We have so much to talk about, to complain about.


Do we allow ourselves the space to be obedient to God without reservation, without hesitation? If God appeared in front of us today and asked us to do something, how would we react? Would we question God to determine if it was truly God? Would we debate God? Would we say no? Would we say yes but then allow ourselves to be distracted? Would we ask God to prove himself before we comply?


This scenario creates endless questions. As Christians our decisions hopefully are governed by compassion, mercy, humility. As Christians hopefully we are prepared to be obedient servants of the Lord. As Christians hopefully each day we are able to grow in love and charity for our neighbors. As Christians hopefully each day we are able to grow in love and obedience to God. As Christians hopefully goodness, holiness, and kindness direct our actions and our prayers.


We should neither request or expect signs from God, instead our actions should be a sign of our devotion, our obedience, our loyal loving service to God and everyone with whom we come into contact.


We are asked to be obedient. We are asked to love.

The Repetition of

On Thursday I came up with this great idea to create images which could simply tell a story, make a point with very limited words from me. I spent several hours creating the images. Technology is great. It presents many possibilities.

How we see the world is important. How we imagine the world is important. How we pray is important. How we prepare to pray is important.

Our prayers are influenced by what we see, by what we hear, by what we sense.



On Thursday I came up with this great idea to create images which could simply tell a story, make a point with very limited words from me. I spent several hours creating the images. Technology is great. It presents many possibilities.

How we see the world is important. How we imagine the world is important. How we pray is important. How we prepare to pray is important.

Our prayers are influenced by what we see, by what we hear, by what we sense.



On Friday I posted the images.

Parish Life

Parish life at the Cathedral of Saint Matthew the Apostle often moves at the pulse of the avenue in front of this handsome place of worship; I believe this; I have observed it on many different occasions. There is a wonderful pulse about the place, a spiritual pulse nurturing and inviting. There are moments when I have felt insignificant but something within the Cathedral reminds me to be quiet, to look not with my eyes, to hear not with my ears, to touch not with my fingers. Here is a place of prayer. Here is a place to reflect upon the many facets of life.

Parish life has its own unique pulse. Last night I stayed for a talk that I had heard the day before. I stayed in part because I wanted a photograph of the committee members who had worked hard to plan this event. I stayed because someone asked me to stay.

Saint Matthew’s Cathedral is a great place to attend Mass; Saint Matthew’s Cathedral is a great place to cultivate and nurture your relationship with God; Saint Matthew’s Cathedral is a great place for gentle fellowship.

I was glad that I stayed and listened to the talk again. I was there with friends. I was there learning about the history of Church tradition. The Passover and the Eucharist were linked. Aramaic, Greek, Hebrew, Latin were mentioned as being part of the history and tradition of the Church. Being a product of the Twentieth century it is easy to believe that the cinematic American English brogue dominated the ancient world. It is refreshing and beneficial to be exposed to the truth and then realize how beautiful and majestic and enduring the Church is.

And so I was listening to the talk and learning something new. The talk was not the same talk that I had heard before. There were minor changes.

So it was enjoyable for me to attend this talk, treat it as something new, see familiar faces from the parish. The Cathedral parish is a great place of Beginning, a great place of Hope. With a little patience our thoughts can be attuned to the rhythm of charity, humility, compassion, mercy, and obedience, attuned to the rhythm of love. Here Hope is lithe. Here Faith is lithe. We each have the opportunity, the obligation to share Hope, to share Faith.

There were a few sentences which made me think, made me want to read the Bible more. The Liturgy of the Word is sunlight for the soul. A gift of joy to provoke discernment and prayer. Within the Bible I can discover something new, something beneficial if I allow myself to be open, to take the time to prepare.

The movement of God in our lives is not mysterious; our acceptance of God and his influence is mysterious controlled by our own capriciousness, our own selfishness. God is always present in our lives, always asking us to be obedient.

Urban 2011 March

There is something drab in the hurly-burly of Connecticut Avenue, something missing in the anxious faces on M Street, something lost in the marching feet on Rhode Island Avenue. Urban life often leaves us peevish and anxious and ready for brief childish temper tantrums because someone is driving or walking to slowly, or talking too loudly, or not paying attention while walking and almost collides with you.
Urban life often leaves us feeling insignificant and drab. How we long for a verdant pasture with soft grass and towering oak trees, for solitude, for silence. But when we have schedules to keep and meals to miss to complete this deadline, there is nowhere to go but back to our offices, back to our cubicles. Our souls are under attack each and every day, we are subjected to rudeness, hatred every day. Often we are able to overlook it, to protect ourselves from the corrosive, corrupting experience.

Urban living can overtime leave our souls dull and lifeless, our minds darkened and depressed, our hearts cold and locked. Our being, our spiritual being needs to be nurtured each and every day, our spiritual life needs to be sharpened with love and hope and mercy. We must learn how to love, how to follow in the footsteps of Christ Jesus, how to be obedient to God.

Each day we hear about man’s inhumanity. Each day we make typographical and grammatical errors. Hopefully, in our hearts we ask God for forgiveness when we sin. Each day we dream of a better tomorrow for ourselves and our loved ones.

Being Christian is the most beautiful gift; being Christian is the best prize; being Christian is alive with undiscovered prayers which slowly awaken within us each time we go to Mass or unexpectedly share goodness and kindness with others. Being Christian allows us to join the story of the life and resurrection of Christ.

The city is often described as a jungle or a forest. It is neither. The wilderness in the city is dangerous, meant to tempt us, lead us away from God, away from goodness, away from holiness, away from kindness. The pulse of the city is always a little elevated. City living demands that we ignore much of what we see, hear, and feel. Neither the street lamps nor the neon lights can hide the darkness which envelopes the city.

Attending Mass can be a moment of hope, a moment of love in our lives when we are able to relax and allow the Lord into our lives.

The pulse of his being moves around us each day; the pulse of his being encourages us to stop before making some questionable decisions; the pulse of his being asks us to be compassionate to our neighbors; the pulse of his being reminds us to love, to share mercy and kindness with each other.


Wednesday, March 23, 2011

The Cathedral



The Cathedral of Saint Matthew the Apostle creates an aural and visual atmosphere which encourages and nurtures prayers, reflection, and compassion. The Cathedral remains a welcoming quiet space where all thoughts, all concerns, all emotions are not expected to be directly expressed to everyone. Here is a place of love and spiritual development. Here is a place of goodness, kindness, holiness. A bouquet of mercy, compassion, and hope the doors of the Cathedral are often open, help and assistance can be found. Prayer offers a patient intensity. Prayer can lead to more humility, charity, obedience. Prayer can lead to personal discernment about life, vocation. The Cathedral is a very handsome space which photographs well with Brides and Grooms but the space is equally handsome for soul searching about personal themes about religious identity and cross cultural identity and reference points.

The Cathedral of Saint Matthew the Apostle is often at the epicenter of Washington, DC life. Homilies often refer to current topics, world leaders. Prayers are said for all mankind. Although the Cathedral is Catholic, prayers for peace, prayers for all humans are said each and every day. Love is not simply spoken of in the abstract but it is a vital important part of the life of this parish which relies upon the prayers and humanpower of many volunteers to fulfill the mission of the church.

The Cathedral is a place for human beings, a place for sinners, a place for the damaged and the broken, for the abandoned and the forgotten. It is a place to celebrate birth, death, and everything in between. It is a wonderful monument of hope and love. The Cathedral remains stubbornly accepting, stubbornly compassionate, stubbornly merciful to all of those who need it, to all of those who walk through the doors.

Here is a sheltering place of beauty. A place where silence is encouraged. Here is a place to escape the hurly-burly of a fast-paced, frantic life where everybody is psychotic or neurotic , where everybody is talking.

Here is a place for honest, simple communication.

influenced

We live in era easily influenced by all types conspiracy theories, real and make-believe. We live in a time that challenges authority, reduces personal responsibility. Old trusted friends are easily forgotten and discarded. How easy it is for modern society to set traps and wait for the mistakes of our neighbors, our former leaders, former heroes. How similar modern life with all of our technology to life in ancient Judah. There was unrest. Some people wanted a change of leadership. Some people wanted the visible parts of the society to remain the same. How easy it is for some people to discard others, how easy it is to decide that someone is no longer needed, no longer worthy. How dangerous people are when they are governed by lust, greed, or any emotion that is not loving, not nurturing, not leading them to faithful service of God.

How patient these people are! How they want their victim to destroy himself, with his own words. Isn't it amazing that this plot is designed not to disrupt life, not to change the daily routine of the people of Judah and Jerusalem.

Goodness often is rewarded with evil. The ruling passions of many men are often cloaked in darkness. Fear, envy, greed lead men to do evil things which can be rationalized and justified with fire and brimstone singed rhetoric, concealing the true evil of the actions, concealing the true evil of the motives, concealing the true evil of the consequences.

Goodness, true goodness remains steady, does not tremble. Goodness provides confidence. What is the reward for goodness, for service to others, for asking for mercy for others?

Each day in the life of each Christian someone is plotting, someone contriving to find a way to obstruct or detour your journey to God.

From Becoming A Devout Disciple

Choices and Prayer

There is so much antagonism and anxiety in modern life that it is difficult to decide who our enemies and persecutors are. Enemies and persecutors abound in our day to day lives. They whisper truths and half truths about us. They want to make us look silly, want to see us fall down. Sometime they even desire that we suffer bodily harm.

As Christians we must remember to always keep our faith in God, always to pray for those who are tormenting us. As Christians do not fear those who are plotting, simply forgive them and pray for them. This is in direct opposition to the Hollywood method of escalating conflict.

Prayer is always good. As Catholics we must always be prepared to pray, always be prepared for a moment of silence. We must always remember the Beatitudes, be ready to share kindness and compassion with everyone around us. We must always remember to ask God for mercy for us and for our tormentors. We must never fear the crowd, the whispering voices who are plotting against us. Simply allow your faith in and love for God be your shield.

In the United States there is an epidemic of school bullying. Children are being picked on for a variety of reasons and being called all types of names. Why do some some children bully other children? What type of homes do bullies come from?
We must always remember to pray, to pray often for this world.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Plastic

From Blogo


Somethings amuse us, somethings simply capture our attention. What is visible here. What is invisible?

Somethings will make us smile and others will make us frown.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

The Teapot

There was a glare. There was a window. There was a teapot. This is saw each day when I walked by.

Several times I thought about going inside.

From Blogo

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

For Lease

From Blogo


What we allow ourselves to see and what we allow ourselves to remember is important.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Friday, March 11, 2011

today

Today. Yesterday, Tomorrow.



Traditional.

Typographical errors. Grammatical errors.

Such is life.

Retreat into silence.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Simple 23



Compassion not compromise. Humility not hostility.

Thoughtfulness and mindfulness.

Exam your heart, mind, and soul. Glance up.

Silence.

Love. Love. Love. Allow it to follow you; you must have the courage and confidence to follow it.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Begins

Nothing to say directly, too many thoughts to simply write down. There are too many stories to narrate and preserve. Too many people want acknowledgement. Too many people counting each handshake and hello. Too many people wanting to be the last survivor from that last great shipwreck. Too many people not wanting to be accountable. Too many people wanting to be the peacock. Too many people wanting to describe that which should never be described, never shared. There is poisonous knowledge. Life depends upon goodness, kindness, holiness. Our individual lives need to contain charity, humility, compassion.



Sacrifice is both natural and organic.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Disquieting

Disquieting. Disparate.

We sometimes try to avoid leftovers. We talk about the Champs-Elysées, Jerusalem, Rome. There is a search for sterility, cleanliness. These can be difficult times as personal and cultural identity questions and conflicts arise. It often is difficult to decide what behavior should be preserved, promoted. We talk of democracy and equality. We listen to accounts of suffering, abuse, hunger. Within some men there is something poisonous, wicked, deadly.

Some people we must avoid.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Armenia



Close your eyes. Close your eyes. Open them slowly. What do you see? What do you feel?

What do you want to see?

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Number 67



Decay and decadence are always present, always near us. We can talk of the Russian Revolution. We can talk of the Sorbonne. We can talk of Heidelberg. We must strive to keep our hearts and minds clean and pure. We must strive to keep our soul united.

character

We can hire a genealogist or a therapist or private investigator to discover forgotten, misplaced stories and anecdotes. We live in a time when meticulous care and attention is given to the study of our lives. We talk about Adam and Eve. We talk about survival of the fittest. We talk about phonetics. We talk of George Bernard Shaw. The subject of life is always worth a question or two. We can always talk about previous generations and the current generation and my generation. We live surrounded by ethos and pathos. We are allowed to believe whatever we want. We applaud playwrights and poets. We take riverboat rides for solace and inspiration. Yesterday I saw a man wearing a camel hair overcoat. We are all characters. We are all looking for plotlines and storylines. We are angels, prophets, sheperds, teachers, cousins, guardians. Who will be the villain? Who will be the hero? Is your heart pure or a shade of grey? I often want to look up some of my acquaintances sleeves. I sometimes am a bit player. I know when to chew the scenery and when to avoid babies and animals. I am still creating my agenda. Still remembering all those who I have loved and liked and somehow lost. Life is more than metaphors and analogies and rhetoric. Life is more than words. The lucky ones feel the mystical unearthliness, extraordinariness of something dreamlike and perfect, something ethereal and beautiful which asks only for goodness, kindness, reverence, mercy. The subject is limitless. There is much to experience, much to share. Words are to be written down, words are to be spoken. Messages are to be shared and studied. There are things to be noticed and retained and things to be forgotten.


Friday, March 4, 2011

Believe

We can be whimsical. We can be comical. We can be witty.

The true danger occurs when we do nothing, when we are idle. We must be careful as we discover what fascinates and intrigues us. There are often many impediments waiting to block our way. We often leaving many things dangling.



We can talk about life. We can talk about death. We seek conviction and purpose, goodness and compassion. We believe.

How magnificent we are with out typographical errors and dangling participles!

We are not perfect. We are human. We try to be the best that we can be. We believe. We love.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Again



There is hope. There is always an horizon. We can be optimistic about the future. We can add charity and humility to our lives. We can dream an pray.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Looking Back in Confidence



Do we allow ourselves time to listen for each call?



Do we allow ourselves to answer each call?

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Afternoon



Afternoon sunlight is natural, beautiful.