Wisdom of Grief Heart
When I asked, you said,it’s like a full sun flooding your morningand all at once it’s the middle of the night, it’s like you’re pulled downby the weight of yo...
When I asked, you said,it’s like a full sun flooding your morningand all at once it’s the middle of the night, it’s like you’re pulled downby the weight of yo...
Ever since becoming a Benedictine Oblate, 20 years ago last month, I’ve been reading the Psalms daily. It’s what’s done. Too often I look up after my reading an...
The bonfire has burned down to coals, hot and bright enough to light up the faces around the cinder block fire ring.Now the buried stories come:webs of misund...
Daily, in Rochester, they stream into the Mayo Clinic. You can find every countenance here: confident to cataleptic, radiant to rictal; from stoic fortitude to ...