(On this Good Friday, may this humble reflection help prepare your heart for God’s greatest gift of all - His Son, on the marriage bed of the cross. Oh Blood and Water which gushed forth from the Heart of Jesus as a font of Mercy for us, I trust in you!)

Oh tender Tree, the precious Wooden Cross

Upon whose slender, rough-hewn boards bore up

Lovely Weight, sweet and pleasurable loss.

(As we begin Lent, may this poem reflection help prepare you for one of the most beautiful seasons of our liturgical year - a time for pruning, letting go, cultivating in the dark tombs of our hearts, and ultimately RISING!)

Ruthless in love,
the gardener has stripped me —
ripped away all the parched,
cracked, and brittle remnants
of last year’s fruit…