And there were the faithful, and they are, coming together to worship God, hear his Word and receive the Sacrament of the Altar, his Body and Blood, in which we find union with Our Lord's paschal sacrifice on Calvary and with it the forgiveness of sin and a share, even now, in the glorious risen life of the empty tomb.
Therein lies sanctification, freedom, hope and glory, right here in North Central Texas and I say that unreservedly. On topic, if you'd said in the '90s that I'd be Priest in Charge of two small rural missions in Texas I'd have laughed. Hardly grand enough, where's that stone Altar and polychrome reredos.
But the joke would've been on me. I'll leave you to do the spiritual math. In the meanwhile, have a beautiful Sunday and as always, God bless you all.
Shoot straight,
LSP
Thank you, Parson.
ReplyDeleteYou all be safe and God bless.
Au contraire, Parson. Grand enough indeed. You are the corner stone.
ReplyDeleteAmen! God bless you.
ReplyDeleteWhen God sends you to small town Tejas instead of bright lights, big city Nineveh, rejoice and give thanks unto Him, lest ye be swallered whole by a whale and puked out upon the shores of Buffalo Bayou in Houston. Just sayin'.
ReplyDeleteJust trying to boost morale, Linda.
ReplyDeleteRHT, you're kind.
ReplyDeleteAnd with thy spirit, David.
ReplyDeleteWild, powerful words and I'll take 'em.
ReplyDeleteYears ago, Cardinal O'Connor wrote in one of his columns for Catholic New York something to the effect that "If this were my world I'd despair. But it's God's world so I have hope. And hope isn't the same as optimism."
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