A number of years ago I came to believe in an absolute kind of way that God Is and that all things exist through Him. Prior to this time, I had believed in a God, sort of.  I was somewhat conscientious and observant of my own selective moral code.  That is, while I sometimes did the things that I considered morally relevant in the Church’s teaching, I usually did what I thought I could get away with. I went to Church and I said the words. I knew the prayers …

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13 March 2007 – a post I wrote two years ago for another blog:
“Every morning when we wake up, we look for God’s face” is how someone once started a reflection. It had made a lot of sense to me at the time, a clear image of God our mother, whose face we seek first thing when we wake up, as any trusting three year old would do.
For some time, I tried to imagine God’s face in the morning, looking at me, but it was more up to my …