Tag: musings

the work of a stroll part I

the work of a stroll part I

When we set out I did not believe that Jesus Christ is the Son of God and when we reached the zoo I did. I had not exactly spent the journey in thought. Nor in great emotion. It was more like when a man, after a long sleep, becomes aware that he is now awake.

 

a little ship in a tsunami

a little ship in a tsunami

“There were also with him other little ships.”

 

What would love look like?

What would love look like?

“What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like”. St. Augustine

 

blooming life

blooming life

for every thing there is a season