Two coins, two seeds —offered out of season. Martyrs burned bright, the widow gave all,
and I —I plant in cold soil, enduring to the end until grace makes it grow.
Walk with the Paradoxical Pastoralist—where Laudato si', honest questions, and Lectio Divina meet.
Two coins, two seeds —offered out of season. Martyrs burned bright, the widow gave all,
and I —I plant in cold soil, enduring to the end until grace makes it grow.