Changing times
When I was growing up in the late 1950’s and 1960’s the Catholic Church was booming in western New York. I attended a Catholic primary school where we had eight Franciscan nuns for teachers. There was one lay person who…
I will lead you into the desert
“I will lead you into the desert and there I will speak to your heart.”-Hosea 2:14 What a wonderful passage and yet how often have I moaned and groaned about being in the desert? How often do I long to…
Monastery Greetings
If you’d like to support other monastic communities who produce a variety of goods then Monastery Greetings is a great online resource. I became aware of them about three years ago and since that time have made several orders. Their…
Dalai Lama
I received a note from the Buddhist community at nearby Alfred, New York that the Dalai Lama will be visiting the University at Buffalo in September of this year. I hope to attend. I have read a few of the…
First Robin
Today I am filled with hope as I spotted the first robin of the spring time. Spring was my grandmother’s favorite season. I can still hear her voice as she delightfully announced the sighting of her first robin. This has…
Not by bread alone
I was reading Steve Bogners’ blog, Catholicism, Holiness and Spirituality, this morning and came across a post for LaserMonks. A pastor friend of mine first recommended them to me several years ago. They have a great line of inks and…
Resist not evil
When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall, always.-Mahatma…
Most High, glorious God
Most High, glorious God, enlighten the shadows of my heart, and grant unto me right faith, certain hope and perfect charity, sense and understanding, Lord, so that I may accomplish Thy holy and true mandate. This is one of my…
Spring in the air
Today as I left work and was walking across the parking lot to my car I heard the sweet sound of Canada geese. My eyes misted up a bit and I gave thanks for hearing the sound of fellow aviators…
The Space Between
I came across this poem saved in a file on my computer. It was good then and now. Away from the glow of city lightson a cloudless, moonless, nighthave you ever looked up at the shining starsand seen the space…