It's been a long while since my last blog post. Those who know me would understand why, and for those who don't, I simply ask for your prayers.
One moment a life does not make, and I believe now as I always have, that our victory, our salvation, depends not on the stumbles and falls of life, but on how often we rise again to continue our journey to Christ, with Christ. Our salvation is in the struggle, not the successes. If we are to become like Christ, truly be transformed into other Christs, so that as we hear in the Holy Mass, the Father may "see and love in us what He sees and loves in Christ", it is worth repeating that our Lord bore His scars even after the resurrection, and we will bear ours. As we carry the cross of life, we stumble, we fall, and then through His grace, we stand and continue. God is good. Everything is grace.
I received the below passage in a note from my godfather just the other day, and I thought it was worth passing along.
Please know of my prayers for all of you, and I ask again for your prayers for me.
God love you,
Father V.
**************...I am hurt, but I am not slain.
I'll lay me down and bleed awhile.
Then I'll raise and fight again...
"The Ballad of Sir Andrew Barton"
Clare Booth Luce
