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I’ve been doing some spiritual reading and journaling during this very long Lent. That addition to my morning prayer has been a blessing, and I recommend the practice.

I also enjoy books about Mother Teresa, and this one, I Loved Jesus in the NIght, was just what I needed. Her approach to simplicity has such depth and richness that I never tire of learning about her. Most of these books are small and look like they could be read in the time it takes to make and drink a cup of tea. Don’t let that take you by surprise. These books are meant to be savored. Reflected upon. Prayed with.

This Lent, and this terrible and terrifying slide into Holy Week, has been bearable for me thanks to the insight from this great saint of the 20th century.

I finished in time to carry her wisdom with me into this lonesome, but not lonely, Triduum.

“The personal love Christ has for you is infinite. The small difficulty you have regarding His Church is finite. Overcome the finite with the infinite.” (80)

Isn’t Saint Teresa of Calcutta a saint for our times? A saint for these times?

God bless you!

Spring is here in the South, and that means ridiculous pollen … and weeds. I finished cleaning up the Mary garden and my roses, and have started tackling some other areas that I want to prettify.

Meanwhile, the hubs is mowing the lawn to help with the clean-up. Unfortunately, these little wildflowers get wiped out in the mowing. They are so tiny and so sweet that I’d like to see them stick around for a little while longer.

 “If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.” St. Thérèse of Lisieux