Millions of people around the world are mourning the tragic news of Pope Francis’s passing. His life was devoted to God, to people, and to the Church.
He knew how to give hope, ease suffering through prayer, and foster unity. He prayed for peace in Ukraine and for Ukrainians. We grieve together with Catholics and all Christians who looked to Pope Francis for spiritual support. Eternal memory!
Pope Francis was the rare leader who made us want to be better people. In his humility and his gestures at once simple and profound – embracing the sick, ministering to the homeless, washing the feet of young prisoners – he shook us out of our complacency and reminded us that we are all bound by moral obligations to God and one another.
Today, Michelle and I mourn with everyone around the world – Catholic and non-Catholic alike – who drew strength and inspiration from the Pope’s example. May we continue to heed his call to “never remain on the sidelines of this march of living hope.”
MORNING PRAYER:
Lord, it is my heart’s desire to hear from you.
I hunger and thirst to hear your voice.
Though I know you sometimes speak only in low whispers please continue to speak to me everyday
for I feel you close to me.
You are my hope, my peace, my joy and inspiration.
It’s Friday, so let’s have some ‘Joie de Vivre’.
Bred by Kordes and a former Rose of the Year.
Have a good weekend everyone, take care.
#roses#GardeningX#FlowersOnFriday@kgimson
We are witnessing a very sad moment in American history.
The President of the United States is aligning himself with the dictator of Russia, Vladimir Putin, to undermine the independence of Ukraine and its democracy.
Here are my thoughts:
I was a stranger and you did not welcome me.
I was a stranger and you sent me away.
I was a stranger and you put me in chains.
I was a stranger and you filmed my humiliation.
I was a stranger and you showed my humiliation.
I was a stranger and you did not welcome me.
‘Keep close to Nature's heart... & break clear away, once in a while, & climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean...’
—John Muir (1838-1914)
Having a sort out and found the wee tub of teeny mustard seeds purchased in the Holy Land in 2019, left in my cupboard and look what they’ve done in the dark.
There’s a parable there somewhere.