By Cordelia Fitzgerald. In an embarrassing moment, I couldn’t remember if St. Jude was the patron saint of impossible cases or hopeless ones. Nevermind, said I to myself, it all means the same thing. But au contraire, my fickle self, for they are indeed quite different. The Bible is succinct as regards the former: “Because […]
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … Great men of thought, of character and strength / Have built from time to time empires of industry / Empires of soldiers and sailors forcing conquests / Of ancient lands and nations for their own purposes
No excuses, of course: we must get dressed
If death itself appears at the front door
We would not want to be caught in our ‘jammies
Or in surrender flaked upon the couch…
Lord Jesus, I lack custody of mine intellect. Mine imagination is incessantly summoning my traumas and my sins, troubling my heart and diverting me from contemplating Thee, Who art all deserving of my love. Help me to give into Thy riven hands my whole intellect and imagination, fully trusting Thee to heal and restore me.