It’s foggy this morning and it’s also Friday.  I have learned a lot in the past few days, I have found a new friend.  Video-conferencing is my new work normal and slowly, I am begin to get a feel for my new work with ECF.  Yesterday a young man from St Ambrose had to have an emergency appendectomy and I was able to see him and his mama between calls.  I neither have to discount nor dramatize the rage–it does have a place in my life and what I want to learn is how to let it fuel my ministry in ways that are faithful.  Sitting in the quiet of the morning, I am reminded of my commitment to this year–to cultivate joy.  It continues to happen.

That Japanese Garden Really Is Beautiful

With New Caution, I Am Thankful for the Memories of My Mom

My Garden Is Growing

The ‘Mater Plant Is Bearing Fruit

And I Love the Fog

I have lit a candle for my friends who are in the midst of great suffering.  I am grateful for kindness; it has come in all kinds of touching ways this week.  Let me not become complacent and hide behind what’s safe.  And thank you for my life.

Happy Friday.