Loyola: From the Place of Mud

Loyola: From the Place of Mud

 “He put mud on my eyes,” the man replied, “and I washed, and now I see.” – John 9:15 I imagine it this way: He bends down. His fingers carve out a small section of soil– that patch of earth comes – palm up to lips – tongue, teeth, all working together...
Autumn Memories

Autumn Memories

For everything there is a season and a time for every matter under heaven:  A time to… -Ecclesiastes 3:1 Each autumn I find myself steeped in memories.  The memory of raking thousands of dried oak leaves in my backyard as a child, creating paths that...