HOLY SILENCE

When the mind, Heart and soul grow quiet In ways that frighten us. When our thoughts of God grow dim and Saints and angels seem to slip away, It is tempting to believe it is an end. But the fading away of our spiritual selves Is often the soul retreating under a great sorrow, Gathering itself somewhere deeper than memory. This spiritual pseudodementia reminds us that Grief, loneliness, and unspoken pain Can wear the face of forgetting or unbelieving. But healing is still poss

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Reflecting on the account of Christ's raising of the young man in Luke 7:11-16, Fr. Thomas instructs us that the dead man represents all...

Cacophonous and Thunderous, O World of Mine Rending and Reaping with your Screeching and Shrieking, Tending to the Flocks of your Dead...