The Robe

Lord of the centuries, Knit, of our pain, the knots, That mysteriously arrange themselves Across our days. Guide, by unseen fingers, Each little pearl, To form a cloth Alive with Your Golden threads, Infinitely more than happenstance or tragedy. Each strand of Time a mystery, Bathed in trial and tears, Yet rich in Awe, Resplendent … Continue reading →

Fully Human

Just think about it, the conception of our Savior! Mary had a choice, and chose the Will of God. Fiat! “Fiat mihi secundum verbum tuum,” “Be it done to me according to Your Word.” Mary, the Women, the New Eve, welcomed her Son, The Son of God, into her womb, Into our world. From this … Continue reading →