Sunday Musings

My childhood parish seemed to
always be open.  You could pray
in silence, light a candle or retrieve
holy water.  My beloved parish
was conveniently
located across the street from
my childhood home. 

Today we drove to our local parish
only to find all doors locked.
Apparently, a sign of the times.

No matter He speaks to me
at all times. Loud and clear.
Parish or no parish.

Esther 4:13-14
International Standard Version

13 Mordecai told them to reply to Esther,
"Don't suppose that because you are in the palace,
you will escape any more than the other Jewish people.
14. Indeed, if you are silent at this time,
relief and deliverance will come to
the Jewish people from another place,
but you and your father's family will perish. 
Who knows but that you were brought
to the kingdom for a time like this?"


and then this: 

Live the life you imagined.

                Henry David Thoreau