Monthly Archives: November 2012
This camp will be my Cathedral, the starry sky its endless dome on pillars of concrete and steel. This twisted wire the icon of suffering, the walls no more than the edge of my diocese, a thousand, five hundred, fifty, … Continue reading
There is a Salvation Army billboard locally which shows a picture of a young child (perhaps 2) with a caption along the lines of “The homeless are not who you think.” While this is very true in some ways, there … Continue reading
There is a depth to your smile, I know, deeper than any earthly pain; the wounds against it rip and tear but dwells it beyond all bonds of time. Your heart smiles despite the pain and love flows over ‘gain … Continue reading
There is, arguably, only one truly famous depiction of the Last Supper: Leonardo Da Vinci’s. There are hundreds of types of replicas of it and if there is an image of the Last Supper attached to an altar it is … Continue reading
Sorry for the lack of posts, this week has been busy and I have been slightly ill. Hopefully return to normal come Monday.
Ask: To those whose love exploded onto the scene, how long burned those flames, how deep the passion scarred? The hotter the flame the faster its death; the fuel is ended even before it runs out. Such love draws not … Continue reading