VIGIL OF THE FEAST OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY,
THE MOTHER OF GOD
AMID the din of Christmas feasting and family frolicking, these words continue to float above the noise with persistence:
This is the Year of The Unfolding…
VIGIL OF THE FEAST OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY,
THE MOTHER OF GOD
AMID the din of Christmas feasting and family frolicking, these words continue to float above the noise with persistence:
This is the Year of The Unfolding…
First published December 25th, 2006…
THOSE hands. So tiny, so small, so harmless. They were God’s hands. Yes, we could look at God’s hands, touch them, feel them… tender, warm, gentle. They were not a clenched fist, determined to bring justice. They were hands open, willing to grab whomever would hold them. The message was this: