Summer winds down, and the liturgical calendar begins to heat up.

Qoheleth moans that all of life's labors come to naught. What kind of reward do I expect for the work I do?

"Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain wisdom of heart." Beautiful if somewhat lacquered words from today's Psalm 90.

A friend once shared a surprising revelation with me. She pointed out that the instantaneous urge to give to the poor—and then doing it, frequently—is typical of someone destined for sainthood.

After my father's death and a few years of living all on her  own, my mother chose to find herself a senior retirement complex in which to live.

As we prepare to celebrate the mystery of Christ’s love, let us acknowledge our failures and ask the Lord to renew our lives.

God in his own generosity continues to pour out his love upon us. And as he gives us his love, he only asks us to be generous and to share what he has given us with others.

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