My daughter Pria dropped by my prayer room again the other night. Like in her previous visits, she again looked intently at the crucifix on my makeshift altar. She pointed out to me again that Jesus has "yayay," and I again said "yes, he has."
She was silent for sometime, looking as though trying to solve some riddle. Then she looked at me, then back at the image of Jesus on the cross. Her face brightened up a little, and I knew that she had solved the riddle at last.
"I'll give him medsin," she said.
All I could do was to embrace her when she said that.
From the mouths of babes, much truth comes out.
What medicine can I give you, oh Lord of all creation? What could give relief to your aching heart?
This blog site is a collection of some of my spiritual reflections gained while in prayer or in the midst of my day-to-day life. It was begun at a time when I felt that Jesus was calling me once again to intimacy with Him through daily contemplative prayer, especially as guided by the Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius de Loyola. The words and thoughts I record here are little pebbles thrown in the wide lake of life. The pebbles are mine; the ripples are of Christ.
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