Without the Holy Spirit, the Church is lifeless, faith is only doctrine, morality merely a duty, and pastoral work just toil. Yet, with the Spirit, faith is life, God’s love inflames our hearts, and hope is born once again.
The Eucharist impels us to a strong and committed love of neighbour. We cannot truly understand or live the meaning of the Eucharist if our hearts are closed to our brothers and sisters, especially toward those who are poor, suffering, or who may have gone astray in life.
Observe the hiddenness and littleness of Jesus in the grotto. Look to the simplicity of the Nativity Scene, and know that goodness, even when hidden and invisible, grows in silence, multiplies in unexpected ways, and spreads the fragrance of joy.
War, any war that there is in the world – I also think of tormented Ukraine – is a defeat. War is always a defeat; it is a destruction of human fraternity. Brothers, stop! Stop!
My dream gf
—5ft 10in
—long brown/black hair
—appears in my dream-visions
—likes hot, dry, sandy places
—wants me to tell her of my home world
—is honored to loan me her knife when I need it
—will not allow me to hurt her friends
My dream gf
-6ft 4in
-long silver-golden hair
-a queen
-not dark but beautiful
-terrible as the dawn!
-tempestuous as the sea
-stronger than the foundations of the earth!
-All shall love her and despair!
This is well said. One could add that however dissatisfied many people are left despite their privilege, they’re often truly terrified at the prospect of losing it.