Reflections

In St.

There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love,  For love would be love of the

Photo:  ChurchArt Online “Whoever loves me will keep my word…” John’s community did not know Jesus directly, but they learned to love Jesus through listening to what John taught them.

Pick a flower and you move a farthest star.

No despair of ours can alter the reality of things, or stain the joy of the cosmic dance which is always there.

Photo: Sister Anne Bertain and friend at Lima Center, a ministry of love at St.

It is spring again.

In a time of destruction, create something: a poem, a parade, a community, a school, a vow, a moral principle; one peaceful moment.

Traditionally we call the fourth Sunday of the Easter Season Good Shepherd Sunday.