by Veronica Kung | Sep 27, 2022 | Stories and Poems
O Jesus, meek and humble of heart, hear me. If I have a disordered desire of being esteemed, will I crave far more? If I have a disordered desire of being loved, will I crave far more? If I have a disordered desire of being extolled, will I crave far more? If I have a...
by Veronica Kung | Aug 14, 2022 | Stories and Poems
I have social anxiety. That is the label on me. So, when I went to a new school, I felt the pressure that I needed to make friends. I needed to put the effort in to say hello or to find a group of kids to sit with. That is what 95 percent of...
by Veronica Kung | Jul 10, 2022 | Stories and Poems
Today, I am happy. Why was I happy? I started my day off by helping live stream the morning Mass. I listened to Father David. Although I did not understand much, I knew the Lord was listening to the noisiness in my head. The fact that I...
by Veronica Kung | Jul 3, 2022 | Stories and Poems
In the tree, One branch said to another Weeeeeee I am at the top of the canopy I can see the sun and feel the wind The other branch further down the trunk said And, I am here in the shade The birds rest upon me They hide from the eagle The Lord said Now, go and be who...
by Veronica Kung | Jun 9, 2022 | Stories and Poems
We went into the Church and listened to Mass. The priest talked of something rich of wonderfulness, of God. Just before we left, the lector asked me personally among the people gathering, “Would you stay for Eucharistic Adoration?” I answered meekly,...
by Administrator | May 17, 2022 | Stories and Poems
Green as a leaf, Red as an apple, Purple as a taro, Pink as a dragon fruit, And white as a peach. Colors of the world the Lord has made. One leaf, One apple, One taro, One dragon fruit, And one peach. Life begins as the Lord...
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