Book List 1

Here’s a list of books I recommend (most current read on top). You can click on the links to read about them.

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer

Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer

Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith by Anne Lamott

First Light by Sue Monk Kidd

– Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World by Joanna Weaver

A Month Of Sundays: Searching For The Spirit And My Sister by Julie Mars

Dinner With a Perfect Stranger by David Gregory

The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis

Finding Mañana: A Memoir of a Cuban Exodus by Mirta Ojito

Adios Hemingway by Leonardo Padura Fuentes

The Sugar Island by Ivonne Lamazares

Tuesdays with Morrie: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life’s Greatest Lesson by Mitch Albom

The Five People You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom

Life of Pi by Yann Martel

– The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd

Dreaming in Cuban by Cristina Garcia

The Aguero Sisters by Cristina Garcia

The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery

Return of the Enola Gay by Paul W. Tibbets

In My Own Words by Mother Teresa

– The Cider House Rules by John Irving

I Ain’t Much, Baby- But I’m All I’ve Got by Dr. Jess Lair

When Bad Things Happen to Good People by Harold S. Kushner

To read is to empower
To empower is to write
To write is to influence
Influence is to change
To change is to live.
~ Jane Evershed ~

Note-Worthy: The Saint of Darkness

I thought I’d share with you some interesting information, gathered from various sources, about this remarkable woman who made such a huge difference in so many people’s lives. Below you will find a bit on her background, her Nobel Peace Prize acceptance speech, her brief to the U.S. Supreme Court regarding abortion, a short explanation on her canonization process, some of her quotations, and a neat PowerPoint presentation on her life. I hope it all helps you appreciate the kind of person she was…and the kind of saint she is.
Who Was Mother Teresa

Mother Teresa was always her own person, startlingly independent, obedient, yet challenging some preconceived notions and expectations. Her own life story includes many illustrations of her willingness to listen to and follow her own conscience, even when it seemed to contradict what was expected. This strong and independent Slavic woman was born Gonxha (Agnes) Bojaxhiu in Skopje, Yugoslavia, on August 27, 1910.

Five children were born to Nikola and Dronda Bojaxhiu, yet only three survived. Gonxha was the youngest, with an older sister, Aga, and brother, Lazar. This brother describes the family’s early years as well-off, not the life of peasants reported inaccurately by some. We lacked for nothing. In fact, the family lived in one of the two houses they owned. Nikola was a contractor, working with a partner in a successful construction business.

He was also heavily involved in the politics of the day. Lazar tells of his father’s rather sudden and shocking death, which may have been due to poisoning because of his political involvement. With this event, life changed overnight as their mother assumed total responsibility for the family, Aga, only 14, Lazar, 9, and Gonxha, 7. Though so much of her young life was centered in the Church, Mother Teresa later revealed that until she reached 18, she had never thought of being a nun.

During her early years, however, she was fascinated with stories of missionary life and service. She could locate any number of missions on the map, and tell others of the service being given in each place. Called to Religious Life At 18, Gonxha decided to follow the path that seems to have been unconsciously unfolding throughout her life. She chose the Loreto Sisters of Dublin, missionaries and educators founded in the 17th century to educate young girls. In 1928, the future Mother Teresa began her religious life in Ireland, far from her family and the life she’d known, never seeing her mother again in this life, speaking a language few understood.

During this period a sister novice remembered her as very small, quiet and shy, and another member of the congregation described her as ordinary. Mother Teresa herself, even with the later decision to begin her own community of religious, continued to value her beginnings with the Loreto sisters and to maintain close ties. Unwavering commitment and self-discipline, always a part of her life and reinforced in her association with the Loreto sisters, seemed to stay with her throughout her life. One year later, in 1929, Gonxha was sent to Darjeeling to the novitiate of the Sisters of Loreto.

In 1931, she made her first vows there, choosing the name of Teresa, honoring both saints of the same name, Teresa of Avila and Therese of Lisieux. In keeping with the usual procedures of the congregation and her deepest desires, it was time for the new Sister Teresa to begin her years of service to God’s people. She was sent to St. Mary’s, a high school for girls in a district of Calcutta. Here she began a career teaching history and geography, which she reportedly did with dedication and enjoyment for the next 15 years. It was in the protected environment of this school for the daughters of the wealthy that Teresa’s new vocation developed and grew.

This was the clear message, the invitation to her second calling, that Teresa heard on that fateful day in 1946 when she traveled to Darjeeling for retreat. The Streets of Calcutta During the next two years, Teresa pursued every avenue to follow what she never doubted was the direction God was pointing her. She was to give up even Loreto where I was very happy and to go out in the streets. I heard the call to give up all and follow Christ into the slums to serve him among the poorest of the poor. Technicalities and practicalities abounded. She had to be released formally, not from her perpetual vows, but from living within the convents of the Sisters of Loreto. She had to confront the Church’s resistance to forming new religious communities, and receive permission from the Archbishop of Calcutta to serve the poor openly on the streets. She had to figure out how to live and work on the streets, without the safety and comfort of the convent.

As for clothing, Teresa decided she would set aside the habit she had worn during her years as a Loreto sister and wear the ordinary dress of an Indian woman: a plain white sari and sandals. Teresa first went to Patna for a few months to prepare for her future work by taking a nursing course. In 1948 she received permission from Pius XII to leave her community and live as an independent nun. So back to Calcutta she went and found a small hovel to rent to begin her new undertaking. Wisely, she thought to start by teaching the children of the slums, an endeavor she knew well.

Though she had no proper equipment, she made use of what was available—writing in the dirt. She strove to make the children of the poor literate, to teach them basic hygiene. As they grew to know her, she gradually began visiting the poor and ill in their families and others all crowded together in the surrounding squalid shacks, inquiring about their needs. Teresa found a never-ending stream of human needs in the poor she met, and frequently was exhausted. Despite the weariness of her days she never omitted her prayer, finding it the source of support, strength and blessing for all her ministry.

A Movement Begins Teresa was not alone for long. Within a year, she found more help than she anticipated. Many seemed to have been waiting for her example to open their own floodgates of charity and compassion. Young women came to volunteer their services and later became the core of her Missionaries of Charity. Others offered food, clothing, the use of buildings, medical supplies and money. As support and assistance mushroomed, more and more services became possible to huge numbers of suffering people. From their birth in Calcutta, nourished by the faith, compassion and commitment of Mother Teresa, the Missionaries of Charity have grown like the mustard seed of the Scriptures. New vocations continue to come from all parts of the world, serving those in great need wherever they are found. Homes for the dying, refuges for the care and teaching of orphans and abandoned children, treatment centers and hospitals for those suffering from leprosy, centers and refuges for alcoholics, the aged and street people—the list is endless.

Until her death in 1997, Mother Teresa continued her work among the poorest of the poor, depending on God for all of her needs. Honors too numerous to mention had come her way throughout the years, as the world stood astounded by her care for those usually deemed of little value. In her own eyes she was God’s pencil—a tiny bit of pencil with which he writes what he likes.

Despite years of strenuous physical, emotional and spiritual work, Mother Teresa seemed unstoppable. Though frail and bent, with numerous ailments, she always returned to her work, to those who received her compassionate care for more than 50 years.

Only months before her death, when she became too weak to manage the administrative work, she relinquished the position of head of her Missionaries of Charity. She knew the work would go on. Finally, on September 5, 1997, after finishing her dinner and prayers, her weakened heart gave her back to the God who was the very center of her life.

— Source:


Mother Teresa’s Nobel Peace Prize acceptance speech – December 11, 1979 Oslo, Norway:

“As we have gathered here together to thank God for the Nobel Peace Prize I think it will be beautiful that we pray the prayer of St. Francis of Assisi which always surprises me very much — we pray this prayer every day after Holy Communion, because it is very fitting for each one of us, and I always wonder that 4-500 years ago as St. Francis of Assisi composed this prayer that they had the same difficulties that we have today, as we compose this prayer that fits very nicely for us also. I think some of you already have got it — so we will pray together.

Let us thank God for the opportunity that we all have together today, for this gift of peace that reminds us that we have been created to live that peace, and Jesus became man to bring that good news to the poor. He being God became man in all things like us except sin, and he proclaimed very clearly that he had come to give the good news. The news was peace to all of good will and this is something that we all want — the peace of heart — and God loved the world so much that he gave his son — it was a giving — it is as much as if to say it hurt God to give, because he loved the world so much that he gave his son, and he gave him to Virgin Mary, and what did she do with him?

As soon as he came in her life — immediately she went in haste to give that good news, and as she came into the house of her cousin, the child — the unborn child — the child in the womb of Elizabeth, leapt with joy. He was that little unborn child, was the first messenger of peace. He recognised the Prince of Peace, he recognised that Christ has come to bring the good news for you and for me. And as if that was not enough — it was not enough to become a man — he died on the cross to show that greater love, and he died for you and for me and for that leper and for that man dying of hunger and that naked person lying in the street not only of Calcutta, but of Africa, and New York, and London, and Oslo — and insisted that we love one another as he loves each one of us. And we read that in the Gospel very clearly — love as I have loved you — as I love you — as the Father has loved me, I love you — and the harder the Father loved him, he gave him to us, and how much we love one another, we, too, must give each other until it hurts. It is not enough for us to say: I love God, but I do not love my neighbour. St. John says you are a liar if you say you love God and you don’t love your neighbour. How can you love God whom you do not see, if you do not love your neighbour whom you see, whom you touch, with whom you live. And so this is very important for us to realise that love, to be true, has to hurt. It hurt Jesus to love us, it hurt him. And to make sure we remember his great love he made himself the bread of life to satisfy our hunger for his love. Our hunger for God, because we have been created for that love. We have been created in his image. We have been created to love and be loved, and then he has become man to make it possible for us to love as he loved us. He makes himself the hungry one — the naked one — the homeless one — the sick one — the one in prison — the lonely one — the unwanted one — and he says: You did it to me. Hungry for our love, and this is the hunger of our poor people. This is the hunger that you and I must find, it may be in our own home.

I never forget an opportunity I had in visiting a home where they had all these old parents of sons and daughters who had just put them in an institution and forgotten maybe. And I went there, and I saw in that home they had everything, beautiful things, but everybody was looking towards the door. And I did not see a single one with their smile on their face. And I turned to the Sister and I asked: How is that? How is it that the people they have everything here, why are they all looking towards the door, why are they not smiling? I am so used to see the smile on our people, even the dying one smile, and she said: This is nearly every day, they are expecting, they are hoping that a son or daughter will come to visit them. They are hurt because they are forgotten, and see — this is where love comes. That poverty comes right there in our own home, even neglect to love. Maybe in our own family we have somebody who is feeling lonely, who is feeling sick, who is feeling worried, and these are difficult days for everybody. Are we there, are we there to receive them, is the mother there to receive the child?

I was surprised in the West to see so many young boys and girls given into drugs, and I tried to find out why — why is it like that, and the answer was: Because there is no one in the family to receive them. Father and mother are so busy they have no time. Young parents are in some institution and the child takes back to the street and gets involved in something. We are talking of peace. These are things that break peace, but I feel the greatest destroyer of peace today is abortion, because it is a direct war, a direct killing — direct murder by the mother herself. And we read in the Scripture, for God says very clearly: Even if a mother could forget her child — I will not forget you — I have carved you in the palm of my hand. We are carved in the palm of His hand, so close to Him that unborn child has been carved in the hand of God. And that is what strikes me most, the beginning of that sentence, that even if a mother could forget something impossible — but even if she could forget — I will not forget you. And today the greatest means — the greatest destroyer of peace is abortion. And we who are standing here — our parents wanted us. We would not be here if our parents would do that to us. Our children, we want them, we love them, but what of the millions. Many people are very, very concerned with the children in India, with the children in Africa where quite a number die, maybe of malnutrition, of hunger and so on, but millions are dying deliberately by the will of the mother. And this is what is the greatest destroyer of peace today. Because if a mother can kill her own child — what is left for me to kill you and you kill me — there is nothing between. And this I appeal in India, I appeal everywhere: Let us bring the child back, and this year being the child’s year: What have we done for the child? At the beginning of the year I told, I spoke everywhere and I said: Let us make this year that we make every single child born, and unborn, wanted. And today is the end of the year, have we really made the children wanted? I will give you something terrifying. We are fighting abortion by adoption, we have saved thousands of lives, we have sent words to all the clinics, to the hospitals, police stations — please don’t destroy the child, we will take the child. So every hour of the day and night it is always somebody, we have quite a number of unwedded mothers — tell them come, we will take care of you, we will take the child from you, and we will get a home for the child. And we have a tremendous demand from families who have no children, that is the blessing of God for us. And also, we are doing another thing which is very beautiful — we are teaching our beggars, our leprosy patients, our slum dwellers, our people of the street, natural family planning.

And in Calcutta alone in six years — it is all in Calcutta — we have had 61,273 babies less from the families who would have had, but because they practise this natural way of abstaining, of self-control, out of love for each other. We teach them the temperature meter which is very beautiful, very simple, and our poor people understand. And you know what they have told me? Our family is healthy, our family is united, and we can have a baby whenever we want. So clear — those people in the street, those beggars — and I think that if our people can do like that how much more you and all the others who can know the ways and means without destroying the life that God has created in us.

The poor people are very great people. They can teach us so many beautiful things. The other day one of them came to thank and said: You people who have vowed chastity you are the best people to teach us family planning. Because it is nothing more than self-control out of love for each other. And I think they said a beautiful sentence. And these are people who maybe have nothing to eat, maybe they have not a home where to live, but they are great people.The poor are very wonderful people. One evening we went out and we picked up four people from the street. And one of them was in a most terrible condition — and I told the Sisters: You take care of the other three, I take of this one that looked worse. So I did for her all that my love can do. I put her in bed, and there was such a beautiful smile on her face. She took hold of my hand, as she said one word only: Thank you — and she died.

I could not help but examine my conscience before her, and I asked what would I say if I was in her place. And my answer was very simple. I would have tried to draw a little attention to myself, I would have said I am hungry, that I am dying, I am cold, I am in pain, or something, but she gave me much more — she gave me her grateful love. And she died with a smile on her face. As that man whom we picked up from the drain, half eaten with worms, and we brought him to the home. I have lived like an animal in the street, but I am going to die like an angel, loved and cared for. And it was so wonderful to see the greatness of that man who could speak like that, who could die like that without blaming anybody, without cursing anybody, without comparing anything. Like an angel — this is the greatness of our people. And that is why we believe what Jesus had said: I was hungry — I was naked — I was homeless — I was unwanted, unloved, uncared for — and you did it to me.

I believe that we are not real social workers. We may be doing social work in the eyes of the people, but we are really contemplatives in the heart of the world. For we are touching the Body of Christ 24 hours. We have 24 hours in this presence, and so you and I. You too try to bring that presence of God in your family, for the family that prays together stays together. And I think that we in our family don’t need bombs and guns, to destroy to bring peace — just get together, love one another, bring that peace, that joy, that strength of presence of each other in the home. And we will be able to overcome all the evil that is in the world.

There is so much suffering, so much hatred, so much misery, and we with our prayer, with our sacrifice are beginning at home. Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do, but how much love we put in the action that we do. It is to God Almighty — how much we do it does not matter, because He is infinite, but how much love we put in that action. How much we do to Him in the person that we are serving.

Some time ago in Calcutta we had great difficulty in getting sugar, and I don’t know how the word got around to the children, and a little boy of four years old, Hindu boy, went home and told his parents: I will not eat sugar for three days, I will give my sugar to Mother Teresa for her children. After three days his father and mother brought him to our home. I had never met them before, and this little one could scarcely pronounce my name, but he knew exactly what he had come to do. He knew that he wanted to share his love.

And this is why I have received such a lot of love from you all. From the time that I have come here I have simply been surrounded with love, and with real, real understanding love. It could feel as if everyone in India, everyone in Africa is somebody very special to you. And I felt quite at home I was telling Sister today. I feel in the Convent with the Sisters as if I am in Calcutta with my own Sisters. So completely at home here, right here.

And so here I am talking with you — I want you to find the poor here, right in your own home first. And begin love there. Be that good news to your own people. And find out about your next-door neighbour — do you know who they are? I had the most extraordinary experience with a Hindu family who had eight children. A gentleman came to our house and said: Mother Teresa, there is a family with eight children, they had not eaten for so long — do something. So I took some rice and I went there immediately. And I saw the children — their eyes shinning with hunger — I don’t know if you have ever seen hunger. But I have seen it very often. And she took the rice, she divided the rice, and she went out. When she came back I asked her — where did you go, what did you do? And she gave me a very simple answer: They are hungry also. What struck me most was that she knew — and who are they, a Muslim family — and she knew. I didn’t bring more rice that evening because I wanted them to enjoy the joy of sharing. But there were those children, radiating joy, sharing the joy with their mother because she had the love to give. And you see this is where love begins — at home. And I want you — and I am very grateful for what I have received. It has been a tremendous experience and I go back to India — I will be back by next week, the 15th I hope — and I will be able to bring your love.

And I know well that you have not given from your abundance, but you have given until it has hurt you. Today the little children they have — I was so surprised — there is so much joy for the children that are hungry. That the children like themselves will need love and care and tenderness, like they get so much from their parents. So let us thank God that we have had this opportunity to come to know each other, and this knowledge of each other has brought us very close. And we will be able to help not only the children of India and Africa, but will be able to help the children of the whole world, because as you know our Sisters are all over the world. And with this prize that I have received as a prize of peace, I am going to try to make the home for many people that have no home. Because I believe that love begins at home, and if we can create a home for the poor — I think that more and more love will spread. And we will be able through this understanding love to bring peace, be the good news to the poor. The poor in our own family first, in our country and in the world.

To be able to do this, our Sisters, our lives have to be woven with prayer. They have to be woven with Christ to be able to understand, to be able to share. Because today there is so much suffering — and I feel that the passion of Christ is being relived all over again — are we there to share that passion, to share that suffering of people. Around the world, not only in the poor countries, but I found the poverty of the West so much more difficult to remove. When I pick up a person from the street, hungry, I give him a plate of rice, a piece of bread, I have satisfied. I have removed that hunger. But a person that is shut out, that feels unwanted, unloved, terrified, the person that has been thrown out from society — that poverty is so hurtable and so much, and I find that very difficult. Our Sisters are working amongst that kind of people in the West. So you must pray for us that we may be able to be that good news, but we cannot do that without you, you have to do that here in your country. You must come to know the poor, maybe our people here have material things, everything, but I think that if we all look into our own homes, how difficult we find it sometimes to smile at each, other, and that the smile is the beginning of love.

And so let us always meet each other with a smile, for the smile is the beginning of love, and once we begin to love each other naturally we want to do something. So you pray for our Sisters and for me and for our Brothers, and for our Co-Workers that are around the world. That we may remain faithful to the gift of God, to love Him and serve Him in the poor together with you. What we have done we should not have been able to do if you did not share with your prayers, with your gifts, this continual giving. But I don’t want you to give me from your abundance, I want that you give me until it hurts.

The other day I received 15 dollars from a man who has been on his back for twenty years, and the only part that he can move is his right hand. And the only companion that he enjoys is smoking. And he said to me: I do not smoke for one week, and I send you this money. It must have been a terrible sacrifice for him, but see how beautiful, how he shared, and with that money I bought bread and I gave to those who are hungry with a joy on both sides, he was giving and the poor were receiving. This is something that you and I — it is a gift of God to us to be able to share our love with others. And let it be as it was for Jesus. Let us love one another as he loved us. Let us love Him with undivided love. And the joy of loving Him and each other — let us give now — that Christmas is coming so close. Let us keep that joy of loving Jesus in our hearts. And share that joy with all that we come in touch with. And that radiating joy is real, for we have no reason not to be happy because we have no Christ with us. Christ in our hearts, Christ in the poor that we meet, Christ in the smile that we give and the smile that we receive. Let us make that one point: That no child will be unwanted, and also that we meet each other always with a smile, especially when it is difficult to smile.

I never forget some time ago about fourteen professors came from the United States from different universities. And they came to Calcutta to our house. Then we were talking about that they had been to the home for the dying. We have a home for the dying in Calcutta, where we have picked up more than 36,000 people only from the streets of Calcutta, and out of that big number more than 18,000 have died a beautiful death. They have just gone home to God; and they came to our house and we talked of love, of compassion, and then one of them asked me: Say, Mother, please tell us something that we will remember, and I said to them: Smile at each other, make time for each other in your family. Smile at each other. And then another one asked me: Are you married, and I said: Yes, and I find it sometimes very difficult to smile at Jesus because he can be very demanding sometimes. This is really something true, and there is where love comes — when it is demanding, and yet we can give it to Him with joy. Just as I have said today, I have said that if I don’t go to Heaven for anything else I will be going to Heaven for all the publicity because it has purified me and sacrificed me and made me really ready to go to Heaven. I think that this is something, that we must live life beautifully, we have Jesus with us and He loves us. If we could only remember that God loves me, and I have an opportunity to love others as he loves me, not in big things, but in small things with great love, then Norway becomes a nest of love. And how beautiful it will be that from here a centre for peace has been given. That from here the joy of life of the unborn child comes out. If you become a burning light in the world of peace, then really the Nobel Peace Prize is a gift of the Norwegian people. God bless you!”

— Source:


Mother Teresa’s Letter to the US Supreme Court on Roe v. Wade:

Brief amicus curiae of Mother Teresa of Calcutta, in support of petitioners’ petitions for a writ of certiorari

George, Robert P

[We reprint here the complete text of the amicus curiae brief filed by Mother Teresa of Calcutta with the U.S. Supreme Court on February 14, 1994. The original title page is reproduced below.]

IN THE Supreme Court of the United States OCTOBER TERM, 1993



– against

THE STATE oF NEw JERSEY, Respondent.



– against




Mother Teresa resides at 54 1A Ach. Jagdish, Ch. Bose Rd., Calcutta, India 700 016. She is the founder and mother superior of the Order of the Missionaries of Charity. The order maintains its headquarters in Calcutta, India. The Missionaries of Charity have provided services to the needy in many parts of the world, including the United States of America, where the order’s main office is located at 335 East 145th Street in the Bronx, New York. Much of the work of the Missionaries of Charity involves providing charitable services to children and to poor families. Through this work Mother Teresa and the Missionaries of Charity have a special interest in the welfare of all children, born and unborn, and the familial relationship between children and their mothers and fathers.


The unborn child possesses an inalienable right to life which must be recognized and safeguarded by any just society.



I hope you will count it no presumption that I seek your leave to address you on behalf of the unborn child. Like that child I can be called an outsider. I am not an American citizen. My parents were Albanian. I was born before the First World War in a part of what was not yet, and is no longer, Yuglosavia. In many senses I know what it is like to be without a country. I also know what it is like to feel an adopted citizen of other lands. When I was still a girl I travelled to India. I found my work among the poor and sick of that nation, and I have lived there ever since.

Since 1950 I have worked with my many sisters from around the world as one of the Missionaries of Charity. Our congregation now has over 400 foundations in more than 100 countries, including the United States of America. We have almost 5,000 sisters. We care for those who are often treated as outsiders in their own communities by their own neighbors-the starving, the crippled, the impoverished, and the diseased, from the old woman with a brain tumor in Calcutta to the young man with AIDS in New York City. A special focus of our care are mothers and their children. This includes mothers who feel pressured to sacrifice their unborn children by want, neglect, despair, and philosophies and governmental policies which promote the dehumanization of inconvenient human life. And it includes the.children themselves, innocent and utterly defenseless, who are at the mercy of those who would deny their humanity. So, in a sense, my sisters and those we serve are all outsiders together. At the same time, we are supremely conscious of the common bonds of humanity that unite us and transcend national boundaries.

In another sense no one in the world who prizes liberty and human rights can feel anything but a strong kinship with America. Yours is the one great nation in all of history which was founded on the precept of equal rights and respect for all humankind, for the poorest and weakest of us as well as the richest and strongest. As your Declaration of Independence put it in words which have never lost their power to stir the heart:

We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness ….

A nation founded on these principles holds a sacred trust: to stand as an example to the rest of the world, to climb ever higher in its practical realization of the ideals of human dignity, brotherhood, and mutual respect. It has been your constant efforts in fulfillment of that mission, far more than your size or your wealth or your military might, that have made America an inspiration to all mankind.

It must be recognized that your model was never one of realized perfection, but of ceaseless aspiration. From the outset, for example, America denied the African slave his freedom and human dignity. But in time you righted that wrong, albeit at an incalculable cost in human suffering and loss of life. Your impetus has almost always been toward a fuller, more all-embracing conception and assurance of the rights which your founding fathers recognized as inherent and God-given. Yours has ever been an inclusive, not an exclusive society. And your steps, though they may have paused or faltered now and then, have been pointed in the right direction and have trod the right path. The task has not always been an easy one, and each new generation has faced its own challenges and tempations. But, in a uniquely courageous and inspiring way, America has kept faith.

Yet there has been one infinitely tragic and destructive departure from those American ideals in recent memory. It was this Court’s own decision in 1973 to exclude the unborn child from the human family. Roe v. Wade, 410 U.S. 113 (1973). You ruled that a mother, in consulation with her doctor, has broad discretion, guaranteed against infringement by the United States Constitution, to choose to destroy her unborn child. Your opinion stated that you did not need to “resolve the difficult question of when life begins.” 410 U.S. at 159. That question is inescapable. If the right life is an inherent and inalienable right, it must surely obtain wherever human life exists. No one can deny that the unborn child is a distinct human being, that it is human, and that it is alive. It is unjust, therefore, to deprive the unborn child of its fundamental right to life on the basis of its age, size, or condition of dependency. It was a sad infidelity to America’s highest ideals when this Court said it did not matter, or could not be determined, when the inalienable right to life began for a child in its mother’s womb.

America needs no words from me to see how your decision in Roe v. Wade has deformed a great nation. The so-called right to abortion has pitted mothers against their children and women against men. It has sown violence and discord at the heart of the most intimate human relationships. It has aggravated the derogation of the father’s role in an increasingly fatherless society. It has portrayed the greatest of gifts-a child-as a competitor, an intrusion, and an inconvenience. It has nominally accorded mothers unfettered dominion over the independent lives of their physically dependent sons and daughters. And, in granting this unconscionable power, it has exposed many women to unjust and selfish demands from their husbands or other sexual partners.

Human rights are not a privelige conferred by government. They are every human being’s entitlement by virtue of his humanity. The right to life does not depend, and must not be declared to be contingent, on the pleasure of anyone else, not even a parent or a sovereign. The Constitutional Court of the Federal Republic of Germany recently ruled:

The unborn child is entitled to its right to life independently of acceptance by its mother; this is an elementary and inalienable right which emanates from the dignity of the human being.

[Judgement of May 28, 1993, The Constitutional Court of the Federal Republic of Germany, Judgement of the Second Senate, 20 EuGRZ 229-275 (consolidated case nos. 2 BzF2/90m 2 BzF 5/92).]

Americans may feel justly proud that Germany in 1993 was able to recognize the sanctity of human life. You must weep that your own government, at present, seems blind to this truth.

I have no new teaching for America. I seek only to recall you to faithfulness to what you once taught the world. Your nation was founded on the propositionvery old as a moral precept, but startling and innovative as a political insight-that human life is a gift of immeasurable worth, and that it deserves, always and everywhere, to be treated with the utmost dignity and respect.


I urge the Court to take the opportunity presented by the petitions in these cases to consider the fundamental question of when human life begins and to declare without equivocation the inalienable rights which it possesses.

Respectfully submitted,




Counsel of Record Robinson & McElwee Post Office Box 1791 Charleston, W. Virginia 25326 (304) 344-5800 Attorneys for Amicus Curiae

William C. Porth, Jr., Esq.

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Beautification and Canonization Process:

Following Mother Teresa’s death in 1997, the Holy See began the process of beautification, the second step towards possible canonization.  This process requires the documentation of a miracle performed from the intercession of Mother Teresa. In 2002, the Vatican recognized as a miracle the healing of a tumor in the abdomen of an Indian woman, Monica Besra, following the application of a locket containing Mother Teresa’s picture. Monica Besra said that a beam of light emanated from the picture, curing the cancerous tumor. It is claimed that some of Besra’s medical staff and, initially, Besra’s husband insisted that conventional medical treatment eradicated the tumor. An opposing perspective of the claim is that Monica’s medical records contain sonograms, prescriptions, and physicians’ notes that could conceivably prove whether the cure was a miracle or not. Monica has claimed Sister Betta of the Missionaries of Charity is holding them. The publication has received a “no comments” statement from Sister Betta. The officials at the Balurghat Hospital where Monica was seeking medical treatment are claiming that they are being pressured by the Catholic order to declare the cure as a miracle.

Christopher Hitchens was the only witness called by the Vatican to give evidence against Mother Teresa’s beautification and canonization process, as the Vatican had abolished the traditional “devil’s advocate” role, which fulfilled a similar purpose. Hitchens has argued that “her intention was not to help people”, and he alleged that she lied to donors about the use of their contributions. “It was by talking to her that I discovered, and she assured me, that she wasn’t working to alleviate poverty,” says Hitchens. “She was working to expand the number of Catholics. She said, ‘I’m not a social worker.  I don’t do it for this reason. I do it for Christ. I do it for the church.’” In the process of examining Teresa’s suitability for beatification and canonization, the Roman Curia (the Vatican) pored over a great deal of documentation of published and unpublished criticisms against her life and work. Vatican officials say Hitchens’ allegations have been investigated by the agency charged with such matters, the Congregation for the Causes of Saints, and they found no obstacle to Mother Teresa’s beatification. Due to the attacks she has received, some Catholic writers have called her a sign of contradiction.  The beatification of Mother Teresa took place on October 19, 2003, thereby bestowing on her the title “Blessed.” Unless dispensed by the Pope, a second miracle is required for her to proceed to canonization. 

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In Her Own Words:

On poverty –

“I see God in every human being. When I wash the leper’s wounds, I feel I am nursing the Lord himself. Is it not a beautiful experience?” — 1974 interview.

“When I see waste here, I feel angry on the inside. I don’t approve of myself getting angry. But it’s something you can’t help after seeing Ethiopia.” — Washington 1984.

On the Nobel Peace Prize –

“I choose the poverty of our poor people. But I am grateful to receive (the Nobel) in the name of the hungry, the naked, the homeless, of the crippled, of the blind, of the lepers, of all those people who feel unwanted, unloved, uncared-for throughout society, people that have become a burden to the society and are shunned by everyone.” — Accepting the Nobel Peace Prize, 1979.

On retirement –

“God will find another person, more humble, more devoted, more obedient to him, and the society will go on.” — Calcutta 1989, after announcing her intention to retire.

“I was expecting to be free, but God has his own plans.” — Calcutta 1990, when the sisters of her order persuaded her to withdraw her resignation.

On war –

“I have never been in a war before, but I have seen famine and death. I was asking (myself), ‘What do they feel when they do this?’ I don’t understand it. They are all children of God. Why do they do it? I don’t understand.” — Beirut 1982, during fighting between the Israeli army and Palestinian guerrillas.

“Please choose the way of peace. … In the short term there may be winners and losers in this war that we all dread. But that never can, nor never will justify the suffering, pain and loss of life your weapons will cause.” — Letter to U.S. President George Bush and Iraqi President Saddam Hussein, January 1991.

On abortion –

Abortion “is murder in the womb … A child is a gift of God. If you do not want him, give him to me.”

On her life’s work –

“The other day I dreamed that I was at the gates of heaven. And St. Peter said, ‘Go back to Earth. There are no slums up here.'” — Quoted as telling Prince Michael of Greece in 1996.

On love –

We can do no great things; only small things with great love.

It is easy to love the people far away. It is not always easy to love those close to us. It is easier to give a cup of rice to relieve hunger than to relieve the loneliness and pain of someone unloved in our own home. Bring love into your home for this is where our love for each other must start.

On life –

In the end, dear friend, it is always between us and God, not between us and them.

Travel for the Soul: Exploring the National Parks – California

California is home to, among others, Yosemite National Park, which is famous for its granite domes, to Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Parks, where you’ll see some of the world’s largest trees, and to Death Valley National Park, home of the hottest and lowest place found in the Western hemisphere.  When we first visited Yosemite and Sequoia in 2000, we did not take the drive to Death Valley.  It wasn’t until our trip last month when we returned to Nevada, Arizona and Utah that we ventured across into California and got to visit that incredible park.  It was a detour too close to pass up.  And it was totally worth it.

Yosemite National Park:

El Capitan                Half Dome                  Lower Falls        Yosemite Valley

Yosemite National Park is is located in the central Sierra Nevada of California.  It takes approximately 3.5 hours to drive to the park from San Francisco and approximately 6 hours from Los Angeles.  Yosemite Valley represents only one percent of the park area, but this is where most visitors arrive and stay. Here is where you find one of the most popular rock climbing destinations in the world, El Capitan, a prominent granite cliff that looms over the valley, along with granite domes such as Sentinel Rock and Half Dome, which rise 3,000 feet and 4,800 feet, respectively, above the valley floor.  You’ll also find many powerful waterfalls, including three of the world’s highest.

General info.:

Inside the park:  

Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Parks:

General Sherman       Giant Forest            The Sentinel

Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Parks are administered together.  Their main attraction are its giant trees.  And most of them can be found in the heart of Sequoia, the Giant Forest.  It is there that you’ll find the General Sherman, the largest living thing on Earth. The tree weighs over 2,000 tons, has bark up to 3 feet thick and is 272 feet high.  But the majority of these national parks protects a large part of the Sierra Nevada range with canyons, lakes, waterfalls and high mountains, including Mount Whitney, the highest peak in the contiguous United States.

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Inside the park:

Death Valley National Park:

Badwater – lowest point                                    Salt pans
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Death Valley National Park is a desert.  It is the lowest, driest and hottest valley in the United States.  It is also the location of the lowest elevation in North America at Badwater, which is 282 feet below sea level.  It holds the record for the highest reliably reported temperature in the Western hemisphere – 134 °F. But despite its reputation, this is a place of amazing beauty with many colorful rocks and canyons, miles of pristine sand dunes, unique evaporative salt features and even a diverse range of wildlife.  It is by far the wildest place I’ve ever visited.

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Inside the park:      

Puzzles, Patience and Spoonfuls of Sugar

        One of my favorite things to do when I was a kid (aside from playing catch with my dad…that’s right) was to play with puzzles.   All kinds of puzzles, crossword puzzles, jigsaw puzzles, logic puzzles.  I liked searching for the answers or fitting the pieces together, and loved the satisfying feeling of solving them or seeing the whole picture complete.  Of course, patience was paramount and it helped that I was born with plenty of it.  Puzzles are still one of my favorite past times.  Today, however, aside from the usual ones, I often catch myself trying to solve a different kind:  the puzzle that life is — purpose.

        I say catch myself because it’s usually not intentional (although it should be).  It’s just that sometimes, as you know, certain things happen which leave us scratching our heads and saying…humm.  That’s usually what prompts the 5 W’s to invade my mind, becoming the edge pieces needed to start my “purpose” puzzles with:  who, what, when, where, and why.  That’s me, and I know that’s some of you, most of the time.  Still, other times we choose not to bother with this purpose thing.  Takes too much thinking.  Plus we believe there is a Higher Plan for us and we think such will unfold itself one way or the other no matter what our actions, leaving us responsibility-free.  But that would be the easy way though, and if we understand that Christianity is sometimes taking the road less traveled, responsibility then should be, among others, the main reason why we should try to figure out purpose.  Once we have gone through the process of piecing together some of these puzzles, we come to recognize that the other reasons for doing so are beneficial to us and can turn out to make quite a difference.

        Can it, though, and how, if the Plan is written, edged in stone, His will be done, etc., etc., etc.?  Well, one thing I have come to believe is that for the most part the purpose of God’s design for us is not so much in what occurs but in how we deal with what occurs.  It’s about this:  circumstances + choices + free will = consequences.  God presents us with circumstances.  For each circumstance – a set of choices, giving us free will of course, and for each choice we make – consequences.  Whenever I look back through the workings of this cycle after certain trying things have happened in my life, I have almost always been able to see how I got to where I was at that time and how God gave me the strength and courage to make it through many of those times.  That alone, at the very least, if nothing more, is worth the trouble of working out a purpose puzzle.

        Sure, even at first glance, the word “purpose” itself can feel massive and complex, and the thought of it intimidating.  Quite the challenge.  But purpose differs in extent and it’s not always so difficult to decipher.  We all have what sometimes seem insignificant and coincidental experiences, what some of us call God winks.  Like spotting a tiny little lizard in the room where you had been packing your bags for a flight you’re catching early next morning which prompt you to close the bags at which time you discover one of the bags has the zipper completely out of commission which sends you to the store at the eleventh hour to buy a new bag…imagine the predicament minutes before rushing out to the airport should you have not  encountered that lizard the night before.  That was last July and that’s my lizard purpose story.  I know most of you have your own God wink stories.  Coinkidinks as my daughter calls them.

        But I’m sure most of you would agree that the most significant purpose stories in our lives involve people.  Those in and out of our lives for a season, a reason or a lifetime, as they say.  Whether family or not, all chosen for us nonetheless.  Some to help us, others to mess with us, but all to test us.  And it is in the process of reflecting and working on figuring out our purpose puzzles that we realize how we are used as God’s instruments, according to the gifts and talents He has given us.  And that we have a responsibility to make ourselves accountable to each other.  An act that can help save  us from falling into the hands of the enemy.  An enemy who never misses a chance to come knocking at our door (otherwise we might open without even looking through the peephole).  We all have a role to play in this Master plan, and how we react to and deal with circumstances can be an example to others.  Second major reason for looking into this purpose deal.

        When I think about the people in my life and the intertwining roles we play in each other’s lives I’m often able to come up with lessons, whether learned or not, that came from most of the experiences and how they have affected me.  Teaching me, preparing me and molding me into the person I am today.  From every family member, every friend and every acquaintance, to the homeless guy who reaches out to you some mornings at the Cafe window.  All divine connections.  Their objectives precisely timed, since once purpose has been served, we are often asked to move on.  And move on we must.  Easier for some than for others (myself one of these others).   This is where those of us who don’t do well with change get stuck.  Yet, we must be appreciative of all of our experiences no matter how difficult or painful they sometimes are.

        The process of reflection and of reading between the lines of God’s Plan can help sharpen our sight and make our calling a bit clearer for us to follow.  It can also help us reach realization and acceptance.  This acceptance allows us, wherever called for, to break down those walls of pride and resentment, and to forgive; and this forgiveness, allows us to move on.  Ultimately it can all serve to get us into the right place allowing us to better deal with things. 

        Initially though, when we start to put together one of these puzzles, we are seldom ab
le to see the reasons for the things we must go through, the incidents and the people we are wondering about at the time, and we often
become frustrated when the picture is not clear right away.  That alone can be trying and affect us physically and emotionally.  Not to mention what it does to our faith.  This is usually where I find myself Mary Popping my way through this phase of the puzzle…with a spoonful of sugar.  Why it is essential that we go about this puzzling business patiently, listening for God’s whispers, stepping back and looking from afar.  Because the closer you get or you are the less you can see (sort of like my eyesight lately).  But when realization hits and the pieces start lining up, it can be quite liberating…Next!…. How sweet that is.  Time and the Lord take care of everything…something I bank on every day of my life.

        Meanwhile, as we continue sorting out and interlocking those pieces, we must ask God to give us insight into our experiences so we can better know where it is we should be heading and how best to serve Him, allowing Him to use us to touch every life we come across.  The benefits are mutual no doubt; as life can be an echo and gives us back what we give out.  To live, as they say, in such a way that those who know us but don’t know God will come to know God because they know us.

-by Connie Perez

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Flicks 1

For over a century now, films have left their mark on the world. And some affect us. Those that have the ability to engage our emotions and imagination, and inspire us or distress us. Films with characters who seize the day with their enthusiam and spirit, or with underdogs who lift us with their courage and decency. Or those with characters who amuse us, or disgust us, or whose roles depict the darkness of human condition. They may not necessarily be award winning films or high gross earning films, but they are films that are worthwhile on a different level — they have a lasting impact.

Check out this list of movies. Click on them to read about them and view trailers.

It’s a Wonderful Life

The Passion of the Christ

Schindler’s List

Life as a House

Field of Dreams


An Unfinished Life


Finding Neverland

In Her Shoes

October Sky

What Dreams May Come

More suggestions to come in future posts.


Rhyme and Reason – Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886), born in Amherst, Massachusetts. 

Interesting tidbit:  Dickinson wrote to a friend once:  “I never enjoyed such perfect peace and happiness as the short time in which I felt I had found my savior.”  She went on to say it was her “greastest pleasure to commune alone with the great God & to feel that he would listen to my prayers.”

Here are some of my favorite poems by Emily Dickinson:

“Going to Heaven”

Going to Heaven!
I don’t know when —
Pray do not ask me how!
Indeed I’m too astonished
To think of answering you!
Going to Heaven!
How dim it sounds!
And yet it will be done
As sure as flocks go home at night
Unto the Shepherd’s arm!

Perhaps you’re going too!
Who knows?
If you should get there first
Save just a little space for me
Close to the two I lost —
The smallest “Robe” will fit me
And just a bit of “Crown” —
For you know we do not mind our dress
When we are going home —

I’m glad I don’t believe it
For it would stop my breath —
And I’d like to look a little more
At such a curious Earth!
I’m glad they did believe it
Whom I have never found
Since the might Autumn afternoon
I left them in the ground.

-Emily Dickinson


“Hope is the Thing With Feathers”

“Hope” is the Thing With Feathers
That perches in the soul —
And sings the tune without the words —
And never stops — at all —

And sweetest — in the Gale — is heard —
And sore must be the storm —
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm —

I’ve heard it in the chillest land —
And on the strangest Sea —
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb — of Me.

– Emily Dickinson –


“I’m Nobody! Who are You?”

I’m Nobody!  Who are you?
Are you — Nobody — Too?
Then there’s a pair of us!
Don’t tell! they’d advertise — you know!

How dreary — to be — Somebody!
How public — like a Frog —
To tell one’s name — the livelong June —
To an admiring Bog!

-Emily Dickinson


“I Shall Not Live in Vain”

If I can stop one Heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease one Life the Aching
Or cool one Pain
Or help one fainting Robin
Unto his Nest again
I shall not live in Vain

-Emily Dickinson

Almighty Timing

Teaching religion to teenagers can be quite challenging, let alone on Saturday mornings. Throughout the years, I have had students who excel at making my task of getting through to them nearly impossible. But I remember what a friend said to me, “As long as we reach at least one.” And this year is no different.

We’ll call him Joe for the sake of anonymity, and he was surely put in my life this year to test my catechetical dedication and patience. Even though I had a one-on-one talk with him a couple of weeks ago, and although he seems to be coming around a bit, most of the time I could just kick him out of class, because it would just be so much easier, you know? This past Saturday was one of those days…we were barely into our class and I was already this close to giving up on him and telling him not to let the door hit him on his way out.

Then, I had an unexpected visit from an ex-student from five years ago. We’ll call her Christie. Back then Christie was sorta like Joe…she was quite a challenge…a test to the limit. Right after her Confirmation, Christie came back to CCD to help out.An unlikely candidate, I thought at the time.And she ended up staying and teaching until this August when she left to Gainesville to attend the University of Florida. One of those surprise students. I’ve had a number of those throughout the years. Anyway, like I said, she came up to my class to visit me and told me how well she is doing up at UF, how happy she is there, and that she started going to mass at St. Augustine, the church across from campus that I myself used to attend when I was up at UF. That was wonderful, I thought, and I felt so proud of her. But it didn’t stop there. She also told me that once she got settled in, she looked into it, and is now teaching CCD up there. As she shared these things with me, amidst her many warm hugs, she thanked me for everything she says I had done for her, adding that she has not forgotten my class or the things I spoke about.

After a few minutes, Christie said goodbye and my attention returned to my class. As I faced my students once again, now with a grin on my face, not only from satisfaction, but mostly from realizing how God had just winked at me and how His timing never fails, I continued the challenging task of teaching that Saturday’s class, Joe included, with a surge of patience and a renewed and illuminating sense of purpose. Right, my friend, God’s funny in that way…the way He winks at us…with almighty timing…again and again.

I shall never believe that God plays dice with the world.– Albert Einstein



What is the mountain in your life? Are you wandering like a lost sheep?

        What a time we are living in.  All the suffering we are witnessing.  Not to mention those adversities we experience up close and personal.   Bringing Why and Doubt knocking at our doors.  We become discouraged, disappointed, we falter, we stop praying.  Does nothing for our faith, does it?  It’s a vicious circle.  Causing even those rich in it to struggle to hang on to it, and those shaky in it, to loose it.    How do we strengthen it, how do we regain it?  There’s plenty of scriptures from which to interpret which touch the subject of why suffering is allowed and how to regain, hold on to, and grow in our faith.  We can read them, try to apply them through our own hardships and, if we’re lucky, be filled with a sense of satisfaction.  Easier said than done for most of us.  Why is that?  Because we live in the “fast food” era for one.   We want everything “yesterday.”  When faced with our own adversities we want swift resolutions; when faced with loss of faith, we want it back in a flash.  And on top of that, we want this without having to put much effort into it.  Think again.

        I can tell you I’m no stranger to adversity, from losing loved ones to being told of the chance of our son not walking out of his surgery.  Being visited plenty by Why and Doubt, and feeling like the “lost sheep” on many occasions, wandering in my lack of faith like a lost soul.  And folks, this while already having the faith seed planted in me.  That seed is priceless and powerful, but it doesn’t grow on its own.  Turns out we must cultivate and water it so that it can grow into a plant to such a great extent that even a mountain of earth cannot stop it from pushing upward.  How do we cultivate our faith?  How can we make it so strong that it can move that mountain?  With prayer.  It works.  I know first hand how faith can be regained, maintained.  This may take a while, however, because this doesn’t fall in the fast food category.  Patience plays a big role.  So does willingness and effort.  Case in point:

There was a very religious man named Jim, who lived near a river. One day, the river rose over the banks and flooded the town, and Jim was forced to climb onto his porch roof. While sitting there, a man in a boat came along and told Jim to get in the boat with him.   Jim said, “No, that’s okay. God will take care of me.”   So, the man in the boat drove off.

The water rose higher, so Jim climbed onto his roof. At that time, another boat came along, and the person in that one told Jim to get in.   Jim replied, “No, that’s okay. God will take care of me.”   The person in the boat then left.

The water rose even more, and Jim climbed onto his chimney. A helicopter came along and lowered a ladder for him. The woman in the helicopter told Jim to climb up the ladder and get in.  Jim said, “That’s okay.”   The woman said, “Are you sure?”   Jim replied, “Yeah, I’m sure God will take care of me.”

Finally, the water rose too high and Jim drowned. Jim got to heaven and was face-to-face with God.  Jim said to God, “You told me that you would take care of me! What happened?”

God replied, “Well, I sent you two boats and a helicopter. What else did you want?”

        God helps those who help themselves. And the mere fact that we are conscious of that empty and lost feeling inside of us when we lack faith is a great sign and what pushes us to strive to regain that flame in our hearts.  God’s plan and purpose, beyond our control.  Our faith, totally within our control.  It’s ours for the taking.  Be sure that, like the lost sheep, He will carry you back to Him.  All you need is desire.  Just grow in your faith and watch God set about the removal of your mountain.  Be patient yes, but get on it.

-by Connie Perez

                                             [“The readiness is all.” – Shakespeare].

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Rhyme and Reason: We Are Connected

In this great circle of life, rest assured — we are all connected. There is a specific plan and purpose set out for each of us, and many times, these plans intertwine, taking us in and out of each other’s lives, at precise moments. It is a set up — the place, the time, the people.

“We Are All Connected”

We are connected, you and I..
Like Wind and Rain and Earth and Sky..
We are joined by Heart and Soul
Created from God’s Earthen mold;

We daily grow through Thought and Deed
God’s Holy Love is our Seed..
Nurtured by our Faith and Love
Blessed by Guidance from above;

We are Light and Laughter, Joy..
We are Man, Woman, Girl and Boy
And we each Sing and Mourn and Weep
And what we sow we also Reap;

Connected by our Sacred Breath
We all share Life and suffer Death..
So we must Nurture one another
For we all are Sister, Brother;

Not Country, Religion, even Race
Should cause us Hate nor bring Disgrace
One blood are we, one Heart to beat
All gathered ’round Lord Jesus feet;

We are connected, you and I
Kin to those who run, who fly
To all God’s Creatures on this Sod
We are all Children of God….

-Linda Steffey


“We Will Meet Again”

We will meet again my friend,
A hundred years from today
Far away from where we lived
And where we used to play.

We will know each others’ eyes
And wonder where we met
Your laugh will sound familiar
Your heart, I won’t forget.

We will meet, I’m sure of this,
But let’s not wait till then…
Let’s take a walk beneath the stars
And share this world again.

-Ron Atchison


I sought my soul,
But my soul I could not see.
I sought my God,
But my God eluded me.
I sought my sisters and my brothers,
And here I found all three.

Author Unknown


He drew a circle that shut me out
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But Love and I had the wit to win!
We drew a circle that took him in.

-Edwin Markham


Your love, Jesus, is an ocean
with no shore to bound it.
And if I plunge into it, I carry
with me all the possessions
I have. You know, Lord,
what these possessions are

the souls you have seen
fit to link with mine.

-St. Therese of Lisieux


“The Arrow and the Song”

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, who has sight so keen and strong
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long after, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroken;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


“The Special List”

I have a list of folks I know
all written in a book,
And every now and then
I go and take a look.

That is when I realize
these names they are a part,
not of the book they’re written in,
but taken from the heart.

For each Name stands for someone
who has crossed my path sometime,
and in that meeting they have become
the reason and the rhyme.

Although it sounds fantastic
for me to make this claim,
I really am composed
of each remembered name.

Although you’re not aware
of any special link,
just knowing you, has shaped my life
more than you could think.

So please don’t think my greeting
as just a mere routine,
your name was not
forgotten in between.

For when I send a greeting
that is addressed to you,
it is because you’re on the list
of folks I’m indebted to.

So whether I have known you.
for many days or few,
in some ways you have a part
in shaping things I do.

I am but a total
of many folks I’ve met,
you are a friend I would prefer
never to forget.