I have finished another rosary. For this one, I used a St. Francis of Assisi center, and obsidian snowflake beads.
A slew of other rosaries are in the works… As always, I shall post photos of them here after each is completed.
I was very much comforted last night, as I linked the beads together. I pictured my precious ones in my mind’s eye, and saw myself enveloping them tenderly in my robes, which filled with my heart with peace and joy. Each bead was a prayer –Lord Jesus, have mercy on us.
Soon, I shall know if my Infinitus proposals have been accepted. I am slightly nervous at the thought of speaking again, but love compels me.
I have been thinking a lot about The flawed master these days, and I must confess that I am happy with the book. It turned out not too badly, and has been a source of personal strength. The Lord guided me, I dare hope!
Another source of strength has been The Way of the Cross by Caryll Houselander. Many of the words I read in it remind me of things I wrote in The flawed master…
I am encouraged, most of all, by the knowledge that God loves all of us who are “little oddballs.” I once believed it was not possible to be at the same time unusual and a good Christian, but now I know this is untrue (however, I must hasten to add that I do not yet embody the “good” part of this equation). I have always been viewed as a somewhat strange person, though I do not quite understand why my ways may seem so to some. Is a fish strange because it does not breathe air? I simply am who I am, and I do what I do… An octopus, with its tentacles, is what it is, just as a snail in its shell is what it is, and a bird of paradise and its fantastic displays is what it is.
Let every spirit that has breath praise the Lord.
Logospilgrim, the quiet professor