I went to the Santa Clara Memorial Park on Sunday to visit my dad. It had been a while and I wanted to see if the jade plant we had left along while back was still there. As I was sitting on the bench thinking about my dad, these two young guys on mechanized bicycles …
Author: jeff lud
Soul Time
Unconventional sometimes, that’s me. Given the opening to do the different, that’s my chosen path sometimes. For sure this time around it was guarding my sense of time and rest, Kids with their mom Easter Weekend, I had open Friday night, Saturday, Sunday, made the most of it, it terribly productive, but respective and soulful, …
Vigil & Hope
Simple share, simple insight, from my side, inside, just me maybe, this particular Easter, my own cold comfort, keep vigil for the hope anyway, keep vigil for hope, Raised as a christian, still a christian deep down, soul deep, many a season and holy day have I honored in the traditional way, this season somehow …
Easter: Love Wins
On this day, let us remember the forever promise that God makes to us; as Jesus lived and taught and died with us, that God will always come, that light will prevail — sometimes not in way we seek or hope, but it will overcome the darkness, and hatred cannot last; love wins. LOVE WINS.
Jot The First Thing That Comes To Mind
LOVE WINS ~~~
Listen to God
Evelio Menjivar wrote: “When I was growing up in El Salvador, there was a man who was not afraid to speak out. His name was Óscar Romero, archbishop of San Salvador. It seems to me that we need more Óscar Romeros today. We need everyone of good will to follow his lead and demand that …
Grateful For The Cross
How so? How can that be? He hung from a tree, he hung from a tree! Too true, too true, they nailed him to a cross, and left him there to die… I think my gratitude rests primarily in what his story and sacrifice represent, what primary lesson do we learn, We all have crosses …
Triduum
My historical tradition, mostly dormant these last several years; silent, barely stirring under the weight and pace of changes beyond compare in my memory; Still that tradition, those beliefs, still my bedrock; “a house built on rock, less likely to crumble with tests and time.” Something like that; something still keeps me hopeful and quietly …
Waning Gibbous, The Perfect Light
So good. Early morning. My little darkened room. Moon in the west, low. Faint light shines through clouded window. Day just beginning, quiet, calm, cozy start, So so GOOD.
Tax Day
It comes every year. Tax Day. Income tax in particular. The deadline for filing federal and state reporting that settles up if we owe any monies. In my view a simple, civic duty to pay a portion of earnings if you’re able to help the country operate. A few quick thoughts: The government deciding how …