...been steadily coming down. A might cold in South California these past couple of months. Punctuated by dry heat on other days. Generally off-setting - typically I'd love this weather, but something seems quelling under the surface.
There's a general sense in my circles of a 'reckoning'. I hate to think on it: but it's this disquiet. Social disquiet perhaps: hope turned into unsubstatiated dishevelment. Can't put any discernment on it, where I typically have an ability to sense the underlying. Hope should never displace Faith. Need sleep I suppose.
There is a few lines at the tail end of Francis Scott Key's Star Spangled Banner:
"...Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto, - 'In God is our trust,'
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave..."
I'm praying. Not that I've ever stopped, mind you, but thought I'd mention it for those of you out there who may have forgotten it themselves. I received a chaplet of St. Therese from a charity organization (but they neglected the actual chaplet prayers with it). And considering the direct effect of it in the past, I've petioned her as my co-patroness (along with St. Joseph).
I wonder what non-Catholics think of all these seemingly 'charm bracelets' of the Faith? There's too much to explain: it's an ocean. If/when a Catholic attempts to explain a facet of something, it usually comes off as provincial, naive or wanting - like attempting to describe a congregation of lillies: it's there, unwanting of itself and of its obvious beauty. Why try to explain it? It's perfection with little words; drawing you without demanding.
It would take a few (solid) books to explain the communion of saints alone - as much for 'chaplets', rosaries, patrons, etc.
And, hard times lately: what can be done? Just doing my best to stay afloat. Faith is what sustains me. Love the other. Cold, hard logic the next. Charity where possible. There is this dog me and a stranger at work have been trying to get adopted: Pet Harbor
Poor thing: if you can adopt this animal from the South LA Animal Shelter, I'll pay for the license, etc. He needs a lot of attention, that I really can't provide (plus I have a 13-year-old Chow mix that is getting arthritic and needs attention too). Just e-mail me at admin@edwardianjackal.com.
Sorry: just completely scatter-brained right now. And it's almost 1am. Good night, sweet dove, may the Lord continue to bless you...
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