Welcome to this tale, dear reader. Now, with the kindest, sweetest inner speaking voice, let us begin… Once upon a time, a man called Tim was conceived. His parents were delighted beyond their imaginations. What joy! What an honour to know that another human being would be born to continue their likeness, their bloodline, their…
Tag: Reflection
A Letter To The Father
Dear Heavenly Father, Abba. Daddy. Almighty Creator. Everlasting God. First of all, Thank You for this day, for the breaths You have allowed me to take, for the fingers that type this letter to You (I thought about handwriting – taking the time to write the ‘old-fashioned’ way – but decided against it, perhaps because…
Singing from the Same Hymn Sheet
“Don’t just believe everything you read girls, question everything.” She emphasised that word: ‘EVERYTHING’. The class was quiet. And I’ve since questioned why her words stayed with me. Ms T. was my English teacher in my senior VCE high school years. She was Greek-Australian with frizzy long hair, a zest for life, a hearty laugh,…
I Don’t Know
How many timesHave I waited and hoped?Only to hear the silenceOf the night skyThat is your soul.And I don’t know the way Days go byMany nightsIn contemplation and prayer.Thinking, breathing inThe nothing repeating – again and again. And I lie mystified there…
A 2020 Perspective
The candleholder casts a beautiful blue light in the immediate space around my room. I feel calm and at peace when I pray by the softness of such comforting light. At times – when I sense heaviness upon my soul and heart, as I have many times this year – I leave my little candle…
Don’t Hold Back
I was speaking with someone about the Catholic Church’s various responses to the Coronavirus pandemic in my country and city, insofar as some parishes are doing much better than others. The person said that it was as if some in the Church are holding their breaths. A few are actively reaching out, going to great…
Prayer for Humility and 2020 Vision
Heavenly Father. For those who are fortunate,To soak up the sun,Walk the streets,Lay on green grasses,See a friend,And visit family,Once more,Gratitude abounds. As we emerge from our stupor,Slowly,With red-rimmed eyes,From so much crying,Or fragmented hearts,And minds,Thinking, reflecting,And reaching out for You. Teach us,To hold onto any humility,You may have gifted us,In this time of woe,And…
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