Second Thursday of Lent

I rise in the morning for war, the very fact of my rising a victory in a string of skirmishes. I forget, in my rising and reading, my writing and praying, my mopping, consoling, studying, sinning, that my every move is bitterly opposed. I forget how much I depend (completely I depend) on you. YouContinue reading “Second Thursday of Lent”

Second Wednesday of Lent

I strive so long to reach you, beat my breast and throw my body down before the Presence on the altar and I pray “Jesus, I adore you,” pray “Father, grant me grace” (meaning “give me more” because what you have given in abundance is evidently not enough.) I spend many words and moments trying to reachContinue reading “Second Wednesday of Lent”