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Saturday, June 8, 2019
Please pray for the soul of dear friend who suffered with depression and last night took his own life. He wrote me last Thanksgiving, offering me a place to go when I am away from my family: “I want you to count me as your friend. You are my friend, and, anything you need, please ask. I would like you to feel free to call me anytime just to chat. My house is always open to you. Just text or call. Besides your job as a priest. I enjoy a lot my time with you. I guess I just wanted to tell you that I’m here for you my friend.”
Saturday, June 1, 2019
Today we pruned our roses. For a while they will look like ugly stubble and smell like manure fertilizer. Life is like that. We clipped off each flower but in time three more will take its place. In order to be beautiful you first have to go through the stink of ugliness. Be patient. God is working. “Every branch that does bear fruit God prunes, that it may bear more fruit” John 15:2
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