Monday, March 23, 2015. Where has the time gone? Yesterday she was just a baby. She has left her childhood years behind forever and entered a new phase of life. She is very much the same baby I brought home. She is still as inquisitive as she has always been. She goes to sleep with a head full of wonderful imaginations. But she is so very different, too. The Boy And His Bed.

This is a good one. I serve a living God. Having heard this all my life, I now realize that there is a misfortune in not understanding the full implications of this statement. It was not until I came back from Italy this past January that this statement became real to me and brought to life a thought that has been dormant in my life as an Apostolic. Get Him off the cross! I cry in my mind. His death but to celebrate.