April 23, 2020
I like to imagine the Wedding Feast at Cana. I equate myself to the water, unfit for a wedding feast. Mary takes me gently to the feet of her Son. She says, “do whatever he tells you.” Somewhere along the Read more…
little moments full of grace
April 23, 2020
I like to imagine the Wedding Feast at Cana. I equate myself to the water, unfit for a wedding feast. Mary takes me gently to the feet of her Son. She says, “do whatever he tells you.” Somewhere along the Read more…