Let Your goodness Lord appear to us, that we,
made in your image, conform ourselves to it.
In our own strength
we cannot imitate Your majesty, power, and wonder
nor is it fitting for us to try.
But Your mercy reaches from the heavens
through the clouds to the earth below.
You have come to us as a small child,
but you have brought us the greatest of all gifts,
the gift of eternal love
Caress us with Your tiny hands,
embrace us with Your tiny arms
and pierce our hearts with Your soft, sweet cries.
It is Easier to Wear Slippers than to Carpet the Whole of the Earth. A
Meditation on the Gospel for the 18th Sunday of the Year
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We have today the very familiar miracle of the loaves and fishes. One is
tempted to say, “Oh that one…and tune out.” But, if we allow it, the gospel
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