Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Nonnie's Observations: The Art of Remembering: Momma: Remembering Momma Vivid memories of my momma range from learning to dance at the Moose to her cooking at the restaurant she owned w...
Saturday, October 18, 2014
God’s rich palette of hues
feeding my spirit
sharing with Rebecca's
& Magical Mystical Teacher
Saturday, October 11, 2014
Wednesday, October 8, 2014
Peering into the lives of the saints
provides a connected and vital chain to our risen Lord.
With that connection,
my speech takes on a new importance
in radiating no harm to others.
For which of us broken humans
needs a word (such as name-calling) or action
that strips away any divinity that is left in us?
Signs of help for us can be found in a poem
from the likes of St. Therese de Lisieux.
So let’s raise our goblets to St. Therese
(who, even as she lay on the sheets of her bed)
gave us a sense that we too can strive for holiness
in ‘little ways’ as she did.
As my faithful readers can see,
I've been drawn back to this place.
I won't be writing here on a daily basis,
but St. Therese and Mother Mary
are whispering in my ear...