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What is charity in faith, hope and charity?  I have been asking.  The answer finally came to me.  Love is charity.  Matt always tells me, “We are not a charity, $, Emily.” True. We have respect for God to share.  Matt is patient while I act, and it takes my mom’s help.


I was so happy to be introduced to St. Albert the Great today. I heard this Saint kinda echo something I wrote to myself…

(November 15-16, 2022 One way that has looked for me is: I have always wanted a relationship with Word, and when God knows I am ready, then I will be ready. 

I am glad I never forced myself to study the Bible with others who wanted to study with me.  I had the desire, but I just wasn’t ready.  I was just in the places. 

I am glad my mom encouraged me to still persevere knowing the Bible is simply a resource to me - not to force it open.  

Opening the Bible just for myself as I have become readier in my readiness has been a journey all on its own.  One open at a time, and I remember how scary my first open was when I really opened it for myself; I remember that phone call with my mom fall 2016.  

As it was for me, waiting to discover the Word is active within me all along has been worth the wait. 

My awareness in the strength of my relationship with my intuition has become greater, too.  It was like me and my intuition against the world; I felt like a quiet kid on the outside. 

Another way I have waited on the Lord is to wait for The Holy Spirit’s help in understanding.

I met Ecclesiastes 1:18 today.  Truth. “The greater my wisdom, the greater my grief.”  My godmother once told me in a telephone call I was wise.  I took her words to heart not by my knowledge of Scripture but by my experience. 

I heard today why my mom referenced the Bible simply as a resource and, instead, encouraged me to let my intuition be my guide as I confronted my grief.  Why? Because it’s already all there - Ecclesiastes 3:11…


My dad will humbly give my mom all the credit for how my sisters and I turned out.  My mom will humbly give her joy the credit for her endurance with us.  And if I had to guess what the foundation of Mom’s joy would be, my guess would be it’s joy in the Lord.)






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