Posted in Faith Journey, My Life, Personal Reflections & Poetry, tagged Angels, Catholic, Christian on September 28, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Come let us worship the Lord in the company of his angels…
– Liturgy of the Hours – Sept 29 Feast of the Archangels
As I’m writing this, tomorrow is the Feast of the Archangels; Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael. I was a big fan of the television series, Touched By An Angel. The Christian bookstore carried merchandise [...]
Posted in Faith Journey, My Life, Personal Reflections & Poetry, tagged Augustine, Beach, Florida, Journal, Ocean on August 2, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I vacationed in St. Augustine Florida last week. I dedicated one day to sit on the beach and set up my umbrella and chairs. The beach is a place where I feel the greatness of God. Standing on the beach, I become a tiny grain of sand. I feel that God is in control and [...]
Posted in Catholic, Personal Reflections & Poetry, tagged Catholic, Crucifixion, Good Friday on April 10, 2009 | 3 Comments »
I wrote the below after attending Good Friday services at my parish in 2001. I was on the front pew and watched as everyone processed forward to venerate the cross. The only music playing was a cello.
BEHOLD THE WOOD
Oh did you know?
Yes, you must have known.
Exactly the hour.
The day you died for me.
I celebrate
We come [...]
Posted in Holy Land Journal, Personal Reflections & Poetry, tagged Catholic, Holocaust, Holy Land, Mary, Pilgrimage, Visitation on March 21, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Continuing with Day 6 of excerpts from my February 2000 Jubilee year Holy Land pilgrimage journal.
Day 6 – Sunday, 2/20/2000 – Old Jerusalem/Wailing Wall/Holocaust Museum/Ein Karem
Our day started with a visit to the Temple Mount and Wailing Wall. Shoeless, we visit Al-Asqa, the Dome of the Rock. At the Wailing Wall, I am able to place [...]
Posted in Catholic, Church Life, Faith Journey, Personal Reflections & Poetry, tagged Ash Wednesday, Catholic, Lent, Penance, Reconciliation, Redemption on February 25, 2009 | 1 Comment »
I am forgotten, out of mind like the dead;
I am like a shattered dish.
Psalm 31:13
A pot lies broken in the sand. It is discarded—scattered pieces with jagged edges strewn without care. The Master comes upon them—40 days gone by—returning from prayer. He bends to examine the broken pieces and begins to pick them up. One [...]
