Praise God. I believe that is His way.
First D-Day and the race across France. THEN the Ardennes and the Battle of the Bulge, and only THEN do we take Germany.
Our enemy is fighting hard. The friars here decided to cancel our bus to the March for Life because of the weather.
One of the good things Luther said: One little word will fell him.
This seemed so very appropriate this morning (Canticle from Daniel):
But we, Lord, are made the least of all nations.
Today we are brought low over all the earth
on account of our sins.
Today there is no prince
no prophet, no leader,
no holocaust, no sacrifice.
No offering, no incense,
no first-fruits offered to you
– no way to obtain your mercy.
But in our contrite souls,
in a spirit of humility,
accept us, Lord.
Like a holocaust of rams and bulls,
like fat sheep in their thousands,
let our sacrifice be like these before you today.
Bring to fruition the quest of those who follow you,
for those who trust in you can never be confounded.
And now we follow you with all our heart
and we revere you and seek your face.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
Amen.