There have been quite a number of moral theology issues in the news in the last week.  I’ve been tempted to write on so many of them!  I will write on them soon, hopefully.  What has really been on my heart lately, though, is grief.   There was a time when I dreaded every holiday, every day off from work, any spare time that I had, because it just meant more time to think about what I had lost.  Over time, though, and with a great deal of prayer, counsel, tears, and help from friends and family, I was also able to remember what I had gained.  Often, all I could do was just hold on and pray that God continued to hold onto me.  Slowly, very slowly, I felt like I returned to life.  I may write more on this in the future, but right now I wanted to say to all those that grieve that there is hope, there is healing.  God will  never let go.

“The everlasting God has in His wisdom foreseen from eternity the cross that He now presents to you as a gift from His inmost heart. This cross He now sends you He has considered with His all-knowing eyes, understood with His divine mind, tested with His wise justice, warmed with loving arms and weighed with His own hands to see that it be not one inch too large and not one ounce too heavy for you. He has blessed it with His Holy Name, anointed it with His consolation, taken one last glance at you and your courage, and then sent it to you from heaven, a special greeting from God to you, an alms of the all-merciful love of God.”

~St. Francis de Sales