A Reflection on Psalm 122

A Reflection on Psalm 122

By Sr. Kay McMullen, SNDdeN Rejoice! Let us walk into this day. Let us put our feet firmly onto this earth. This, now, is our pilgrimage into the holy place and time of God. May peace be mine and yours. May we prosper, rich in hope and compassion and care. To all the earth we

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Lenten Reflection

By Sr. Margaret Hoffman, SNDdeN  "A clean heart create for me, O God, and a steadfast spirit renew within me." – Psalm 51 Stoking our fire. "Renew" is the keyword in the psalmist's entreaty. Lent is time to take stock of our lives. Jesus reminds us "I came to bring fire to the earth and

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Reflection from Psalm 106

by Sr. Kay McMullen, SNDdeN  My heart is steadfast, my heart is steadfast. I want to sing! I want to make music with clarinet and mandolin, with sitar and bongos and penny whistle. I want to be awake soul-deep, world singing, making a racket to wake the dawn in praise of you. Your steadfast love

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Reflection on Psalm 1

By Sr. Kay McMullen, SNDdeN Happy are you who do not go along with the ways of the unprincipled and cruel, with those who care only for money and power, or those who scoff at the possibility of a better world, but find your direction, even delight, in the commands of Holy Wisdom, and are

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Oh, Terra

by Sr. Fatima Borges, SNDdeN, Brazil Oh! Terra fragil e ao mesmo tempo forte Oh! Earth fragile and at the same time strong que rompe as barreiras da ignorancia humana e junto com o silencio do universo you break the barricades of human ignorance and in the deepest silence of the universe

Is this not Holy Ground?

Following is a portion of the homily given by Sr. Kathyrn Keenan, SNDdeN at a Mass for Sisters of Notre Dame de Namur celebrating their jubilees:  I would imagine that we can all recall moments in life when we experienced either being merciful or receiving the mercy of another for our own failings. Is this not the holy

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A Gentle Time

by Sr. Kay McMullen, SNDdeN Such a gentle time – We let the leaves fall, all that red and brown and gold scattering on the ground, while the clouds gather us in and we wait for the dry creek bed to be filled with rain. We wait for all things to be made green again.

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