HOLY SILENCE

Spring's light does not arrive by force, But by a slow, faithful return. Each day grows longer, and What was once frozen strives to become A little more alive. Discernment shares this rhythm. There's rarely a blazing stroke of clarity, No sign carved bright in the sky. But a patient, quiet thaw. A subtle brightening, a gentle breathing. The soul leans into this warming Because it waits for the Spirit To whisper through what clamors. Stirring the inner life Relieving the soul

Bleak winters and Bright Summers Falls that are crisp and Springs that brighten the spirit. There's never a time that Lacks love, save the hearts that Cry for help and souls that Search the dead. Even so, the barren ground still Holds the colorful promise That under a cold silence New green is being kept. And we, like the seasons, Return and returning, To find something deep within. A warmth, a light A sprig of peace Watered by the tears that Wash away the fear, and Give birt

As we prepare for Great Lent, it is important to explore the ideas of death, judgment, heaven, and hell. It is also vital to understand that God offers us healing through sacrament, knowledge, mercy, joy, forgiveness, and love above all else. If you have a question or prayer request, please reach out here . If you can donate, please click here .

Raindrops fill the oceans and Water the fields They give birth to glaciers and Feed towering trees. Teardrops fill the heart and Cleanse the mind They give birth to forgiveness and Feed the soul. Both are beauty One is born of pain. Both are truth One demands it. Both are goodness One comes from a taste of death. Serene Black and White Barbados Seascape · Free Stock Photo If you can, please donate by clicking here .

I live at the end of the road Literally. I live at the far end of an island Where the land gives way to water And that water stretches far and wide. First through a gulf Then to a sea Onward into an ocean. Every day I watch that water Lap at the sand, Break onto the rocks, and Rush over my feet I think a lot about where those waters come from And where they're going. They make me think of my own origins, My comings, my goings, and my destiny too. In that ebb and flow I hear a

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