To Be a Setting Sun
Thinking of what has formed me spiritually, I look at the martyrs. These holy ones inspire me not because I like suffering (which I definitely do not), and not merely because their intense gift of self to Christ is challenging (although it is). I think I am enamored of them because their accounts pull me out of self-pity when I'm feeling arthritic, headachy, unable to find the car keys, or when it's raining for the ninth day in a row.
A witness of, say, an Ignatius of Antioch can hush my whines at such times. And fast.... (continue reading at The Breadbox Letters)
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