Flight.
.. good morning.🔥
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.. dearest, good morning..
Giant sigh, I hope you’ve weathered the storms of your life.. mine are just beginning. Your little friend feels sedate, calm, possibly in need of Confession, but I harken to my Father’s Divine Mercy.. because I am just a silly little soul, whose little feet are stuck in the soft, thin mud beside the puddles in which she wishes to play in.
.. my dear friend, what I’ve to tell you this morning is this: surely.. *surely*, the way we live our lives day to day tell the measure of peace during crisis.. in little ends and Last Ends.
We give thanks to God always for all of you,
remembering you in our prayers,
unceasingly calling to mind your work of faith and labor of love
and endurance in hope of our Lord Jesus Christ,
before our God and Father,
knowing, brothers and sisters loved by God, how you were chosen.1- 1 Thes 1, 1-4
For Paul to speak this way to his loves, his friends, what did he think, what did he live, how did he love every moment of the day? Or am we seeing a glimmer his holy thought that reflects his Last End?
I think of how I’m to live this, maintain my soul.. I think of myself as daughter, mother, wife.. and the influences I have on my husband, , my children and those around me.. and how I’m to help them learn to live, love, and think this way, despite everything that happens around us.
My children love the Divine Mirror, I set up like I said I would.. I haven’t locked it down, but already I can see how they’re enthralled with the idea of hearing Mama’s voice speaking to them from the very, very cold crevices of cyberspace..
Already, they’ve taken up the mantle, and now we’ve letter-writing —
This is Lauren’s letter to her little sister after a horrible week.. Beatrice struggles with seeing injustices against Truth and we’re trying to position her, ground her and her spirit in Compassion, Comfort & Love.. a beacon, because this is who she is, very, very strong, one who doesn’t like to be defeated. This is her sister’s love, written. An impression.
How to affect this in the rest of the world? .. because the wheels of my mind keep turning. It helps me bear the rest.. and the crosses I love.
I wish you peace, my friend.. much, much Love where you are.❤️
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Non nobis, Domine, non nobis, sed nomini tuo da gloriam, 8.23.2021
in Love,
your veronica,
.. I know I speak in code.. I am waiting, thinking.. trying to see God’s metaphor in the Divine Mirror, some may end up as poetry in my NB ..more to come.