The other day, my son John Paul and I were looking through some of his work from last school year (perhaps to take our minds off the realities of virtual 2nd grade). He pulled out a paper and showed it to me.
It takes me by surprise when I am buying back to school supplies that we are still in the liturgical season of Pentecost, and will be for even longer, beyond purchasing the discounted Halloween Candy, all the way to the tip of Black Friday.
I had something curious happen to me this past week, and it’s made me pay attention and wonder how the events of this past year are affecting not only me, but all of us.
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I have to tend the beds of my heart, and weed out the garbage that threatens the tender vines and leaves of my life that God has called to be fruitful.
As we see the green Sundays of Ordinary Time stretching out before us, I am so very ready to focus on slow growth.