God's Arms

I woke up today with this splendid sense of peace.  And for whatever my reasoning, I can not shake the need to be with Christ today.  I am in love with him, his way, and his teachings.  I am at peace with all the treachery around me. I am at peace with the way my body walks in this world. I am at peace with the heartaches that I bear. I am at peace because I know that there is nothing in this world that will cause me pain in the end.  Nothing evil can touch me. I am more at rest now than I have been in the past year.  I hope it stays.

I woke up in God's arms today. I hope he never lets me go.

Lunch

Does anyone else like food as much as I?

Simple Bread

Bread has been a sort of therapy for me lately.  It is sort of my prayer and meditation time. This one is special so close to the Feasts of St. Teresa of Avila and to the Feast of St. Francis of Assisi.  I often think about the way they must have lived their lives and how wonderful it must have been to be able to constantly think of God.  I never expect that I will have that kind of attention, patience or virtue.  But, it is nice to know that living simply with good bread and wine (or diet coke) can be as enjoyable a life as any other extravagant lifestyle.

I made both the bread and this photo in this post. I hope you enjoy the glimpse into my kitchen.

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