All That I Have Written Is Straw. . .

Meanderings of a Catholic Devout

Ineffable.

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My stomach was growling. And then I remembered why I was starving. Penance. 40 days of penance, in preparation for the coming savior. And I had this quick thought of how much I love him. How his love nourishes what my body could never fulfill on its own.

And that love is expressed in the first time I said “I love you” and was held tightly for it. In silence. In darkness. When it was least expected.

And now, I weep (literally) for the joy of it.

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Written by Written Straw

February 22, 2012 at 3:25 pm

Posted in Catholic, Faith, Life

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