The following meditation is from “Song of the Sparrow,” poems and meditations by Murray Bodo, O.F.M. God hears me.  We want to believe it with all our hearts, and so we pray mightily and storm heaven with our cries. And the silence terrifies us. We turn inward to the God who dwells within and there…

Ironically, yesterday’s Gospel reading was about the hemorrhaging woman I talked about in my post about the statue of Jesus in the Hopkins’s administrative building with the inscription: “Come, all you who are weary.” It was a perfect reading for me yesterday because I was feeling fearful all day–unable to locate exactly what was triggering…

Dear God, I always get a little teary-eyed when I get to Matthew’s eleventh chapter, which is today’s reading (Matthew 11:25-30), that says: At that time Jesus exclaimed: “I give praise to you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, for although you have hidden these things from the wise and the learned you have revealed…

I used to have a “Footprints” plaque in the bedroom of my childhood house. Or maybe it was in the kitchen. I love the message of “Footprints”, even if it’s not sophisticated theology. It brings me much comfort because I believe God to be a loving, empathetic, involved God. Now that I’m on the other…

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