On my current blog. (This one has lots of old content. It’s reached its photo capacity so I moved to nofixedplans5.wordpress.com. $100 a year was one thing but $200+, no thanks, WordPress.)
St. John Cantius
I learned a lot from this tour of a Catholic church (the one I’ve gone to the most during this lockdown year+). I’m ashamed to say that I never even looked down at the floor, which has lots os symbolism, so I missed all that.
When the pastor says they hear over 700 confessions a weekend, having seen the lines, I don’t doubt it.
This Gospel Simply YouTube channel has a lot of great interviews and content. Check it out.
Come over to my new blog for more content. (This blog reached the photo capacity and I’m not paying $200+ for it. $100+ was plenty.)
At a Window
By Carl Sandburg
Give me hunger,
O you gods that sit and give
The world its orders.
Give me hunger, pain and want,
Shut me out with shame and failure
From your doors of gold and fame,
Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger!
But leave me a little love,
A voice to speak to me in the day end,
A hand to touch me in the dark room
Breaking the long loneliness.
In the dusk of day-shapes
Blurring the sunset,
One little wandering, western star
Thrust out from the changing shores of shadow.
Let me go to the window,
Watch there the day-shapes of dusk
And wait and know the coming
Of a little love.