May is the month of Mary. It’s the month when we turn our eyes toward the Mother of God and she turns our eyes toward her Son. It’s a beautiful exchange, a relationship of wonder and love. I like to focus on the glorious mysteries during Easter.
Thinking of all the crosses I’d borne throughout the years, along with those I’d watched friends and family carry, it occurred to me that one can’t enjoy blessings without having known something of suffering.
What kind of stuff is on your COVID-19 list? Is it the right stuff? Did you leave out the most important? Or is it on the list but in last place?
This morning the dome of heaven is swaddled in heavy, gray clouds, but the air is light and crisp and paper-thin, like the translucent veil which divides the Church Militant from the Church Suffering.
Remember the phrase, love the sinner but hate the sin? Sadly, it has fallen out of fashion for a newer, more popular one: Love me, love my sins.