O God, I feel your presence in the earth coming to life as Spring begins to take away Winter’s cold. Warm our hearts that we may appreciate the fullness and depth of your love. This Holy Week, we recall your Son’s suffering and death for all people, black, brown, yellow, white, all the shades in between, female, male, young, old, speaking all tongues, silent and with whatever peculiarity each brings. In self-giving, he shares his being, his love. We cherish his memory. May healing come as we try to follow, sometimes with faltering steps, his way.
Fr. John Comiskey