Labored and aching, I stumble toward Light—
Christ bends low and gathers my fractured sight.
For even my burden, twisted and blurred,
becomes a sign of the lost ones stirred.
Category Archives: G. K. Chesterton
“Are You the One… or Should We Look for Another?”-Third Sunday of Advent (Gaudete) & Day 5 – Praying for the Removal of the Diocese of Amarillo’s “Tribute to Clergy Abuse”
Three bishops, one question in a prison cell: Are you the one—or should we look elsewhere? The desert blooms, though chains remain. I rejoice— not because it’s finished, but because God is still coming.
“Fire, Sight, and Stubborn Beasts”-Memorial of Saint Lucy, Virgin and Martyr & Day 4 – Praying for the Removal of the Diocese of Amarillo’s “Tribute to Clergy Abuse
Pig-headed, perhaps—but Elijah burned the field first. Lucy did not blink. I bury my face in truth and trust God to grow something holy from the mess.
“Bees, Bishops, and the Art of Faithfulness”-Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe & Day 3 of praying for the removal of the Diocese of Amarillo’s “Tribute to Clergy Abuse”
Bees buzzed in December — a tilma kind of sign. Faithful, not successful, I knock again. Guadalupe still listens.
“Am I hearing things?”-Thursday of the Second Week of Advent, Memorial of Saint Damasus I & Day 2 of praying for the removal of the Diocese of Amarillo’s “Tribute to Clergy Abuse”
I hear what others will not hear—a cry beneath the choir. O Lord, give ears to all your Church, and hearts that burn like fire.
“Labored & Burdened With Bishop Matthiesen Disorder Syndrome”-Wednesday of the Second Week of Advent & Our Lady of Loreto-LECTIO DIVINA
Labored and aching, I stumble toward Light—Christ bends low and gathers my fractured sight. For even my burden, twisted and blurred, becomes a sign of the lost ones stirred.
“Here’s Your Sign”-Tuesday of the Second Week of Advent-LECTIO DIVINA
A banner fell; a lamb ran wild—here’s your sign, my soul, be reconciled. For God shouts loud in the smallest thing: the lost one found, the Shepherd King.
“Motives”-Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary-LECTIO DIVINA
In Mary’s light I stand undone,
my motives twisted, hers all one;
yet even I may learn to say—with trembling lips—Let it be today. Immaculate Mother, teach me Your Yes.
“Wheat and Chaff”-Second Sunday of Advent LECTIO DIVINA
Wheat and chaff in one holy breath—I walk the paradox, waiting for the fire that makes all truth shine.
“All Dressed Up”-Saturday of the First Week of Advent LECTIO DIVINA
Snow on the sheep, gold on the priests—
and somewhere between them I stand,
crying out for a shepherd who remembers the wounded
and a Church brave enough
to let truth be its Advent light.