Mausoleum of My Memories
I feel like a specter, haunting halls once troddenA shadow cast where light once burned bright.I stalk the ground where familiar footsteps once trekked. A funny feeling, to feel like a ghost in a land…
I feel like a specter, haunting halls once troddenA shadow cast where light once burned bright.I stalk the ground where familiar footsteps once trekked. A funny feeling, to feel like a ghost in a land…
Lord, grant me wisdom and understanding, For I feel like a pathetic fool. But if that’s what I am, Let me be a fool Tucked away in your arms.
Have you ever thought about where our focus ought to be during liturgy? The short answer is “well, God, obviously.” But that begs the question then: how do we keep that focus? If you walk…
Classic works of literature contain far more than enjoyable plots and characters. These writings are laden with time-honored themes, important lessons, and eternal truths from which we can both learn and gain experience. The Classic…
Hopeful; in one moment, my mind can see right through the shielding clouds
The Parable of the Prodigal Son Written by John Paul Rainone A story that I have developed a great appreciation for is the parable of The Prodigal Son, found in the gospel of Luke (15:11-32).…
I can hear Gregorian chants just by looking at it and greatly enjoy that experience.