I think our souls are like the ocean. There is a vastness to us that defies our understanding. An eternity, that at the same time, seems to have its limits. […]
Love does no wrong to a neighbor; therefore, love is the fulfilling of the law. – Romans 13:10
As I sit unrepentant in my sin, it’s hard to be joyful.
In the depths of depression, my mind must fight against my own mind. I must continually remind myself that God is good; God is near; God loves me.
Have you wondered what it’s like to be me?
I believe in fiscal responsibility, but I don’t think my fiduciary responsibility in the Church is the same as if I were serving on a board.
I could see him taking it all in, processing the familiarity, while at the same time reconfiguring its understanding with a year’s worth of distance and new experiences.
But sometimes the belly of a whale sounds good compared to sitting at the banquet table of God and sharing the Bread of Life and Cup of Salvation with someone I feel is doing evil upon people and doesn’t seem to care.
“Contemplation is training you to see the overlooked wholeness of things.” – Richard Rohr
When the Church decides she can, she will.