By Rev. Mark Breese: “Therefore, for the child, the imaginative inner life is unending. To them, from the midst of that inner life, their decisions and choices seem grand and consequential—and we adults watch in loving (and maybe even in envious) amusement, as they work through their great matters of consequence.”
Continue reading →For people of faith, there is an elephant in the room that, if you have not been asked about it yet, you will be. Or if not asked, you will certainly hear it expressed. It is:
“Where is God in all this Pandemic Stuff?”
There are a bunch of ways to answer that, and I promise I will be addressing some of them along the way. However for today I simply want to start with a poem that Father Stew Lindsay at Holy Family Parish in Niagara Falls sent it to me, and I am so grateful he did.
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