I am but a poor minstrel standing by the wayside, singing the song of Somebody greater than myself , to passersby who would care to listen...
(blogging since April 17, 2010)
Saturday, October 1, 2011
the little flower
"O Jesus, my love, at last I have found my calling: my call is love. Certainly I have found my place in the Church, and you gave me that very place, my God. In the heart of the Church, my mother, I will be love, and thus I will be all things, as my desire finds its direction."