in meditatione veritatis

"Prayer is the lifting up of the mind and heart to God," the contemplation of God, the bold conversation of the creature with the Creator, the soul reverently standing before Him, as before the King and the Life Itself, Who gives life to all. It is forgetfulness of everything that surrounds us. It is food for the soul, its air, its light, its life-giving warmth, its cleaning from sin.

“There is a place called ‘heaven’ where the good here unfinished is completed; and where the stories unwritten, and the hopes unfulfilled, are continued. We may laugh together yet.”

“being kind takes zero effort” Lies.

When I was training to be a battered women’s advocate, my supervisor said something that really blew my mind:

I don’t have many friends right now, but I have had several over the course of my life so far. At times I’ve been annoyed with them or sad or frustrated or betrayed or whatever. But I’ve also been proud of them and happy for them and so so glad to have them in my life, even for a moment. Sometimes looking at them feels like looking at the stars; bright and brilliant and out of reach but still breathtaking. Sometimes it feels like looking out at the ocean of all that they are and all that they could be, and sometimes it makes me feel small, but mostly I’m just amazing by how incredible they are. And I never tell them. It’s easier for me to tell someone that something is wrong than to tell them how much I care.

I know this needs to be expanded on but lately I've been starting to think that the Narrow Way Jesus talks about that so many people miss isn't so much the external commandments we have to follow as it is about just letting yourself relax into God's arms over and over and over and over.

From the belief that my life has no meaning or worth…