“The human mind is not capable of grasping the Universe. We are like a little child entering a huge library. The walls are covered to the ceilings with books in many different tongues. The child knows that someone must have written these books. It does not know who or how. It does not understand the languages in which they are written. But the child notes a definite plan in the arrangement of the books – a mysterious order which it does not comprehend, but only dimly suspects.” – Albert Einstein
Troubles and Grace
I Am the Decisive Element
“I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element.
It is my personal approach that creates the climate. It is my daily mood that makes the weather.
I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous.
I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration, I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal.
In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated, and a person is humanized or de-humanized.
If we treat people as they are, we make them worse.
If we treat people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of becoming.”
– Haim Ginott
Awaken Me – A Prayer of Self Reflection
Loving God, we give You thanks for the many ways each of us is called to serve in Your Healing Ministry!
Awaken me to a sense of Your presence.
Help me to catch glimpses of Your face in the faces of those around me.
Help me to see others with Your eyes and to know them as Your own precious children.
Make me aware of what I cannot or will not recognize – in myself and in others.
Make me an instrument of your peace and reconciliation.
We ask this in your name, Amen.
– Sister Claudia Ward, RSM
Highly Motivated Team Members
Show Me Your Scars
The Only True Gift
God is in the Interruptions
Undoubtedly Loving Our Neighbor
The Anesthesia is Wearing Off
Irving was just coming out of anesthesia after a series of tests in the hospital, and his wife, Sarah, was sitting at his bedside. His eyes fluttered open, and he murmured, “You’re beautiful.” Flattered, Sarah continued her vigil while he drifted back to sleep.
Later he woke up and said, “You’re cute.” “What happened to ‘beautiful?'” Sarah asked. “I guess the drugs must be wearing off,” he replied.