As the week unfolds, I reflect on the importance of stillness.
Blessed Mother, teach me to say yes to God’s will. In uncertainty, grant me courage.
“I smelled the Spring on the smoky wind, dirty old town, dirty old town.” These words from Salford songwriter Ewan MacColl’s classic 1949 ballad “…
Father, as You declared at the Transfiguration, “This is My Beloved Son; listen to Him.”
Lord, make me attentive to suffering around me.
Jesus, cleanse the temple of my soul. Remove distractions, selfish ambitions
Lord, grant me patience when plans unravel and burdens increase.
Father, we place our hopes and dreams before You.
Holy God, on this solemnity of St. Joseph,
Lord, You gave St. Cyril wisdom to teach the mysteries of faith.
