Glory dwelling in our land

St. Therese said, I have read, “A God who became so small could only be mercy and love.”  One of the saving graces of growing up in rural Minnesota, I’ve found, is that, in spite of all the damage to God’s image in my mind that faulty catechesis, my own broken receivers, and the general machinations of the evil one could do, yet I know that the God who made this land must be a lover of beauty, restoration, and peace.

This picture falls so short of the beauty of the view!  I guess that is a little metaphor in itself.

This picture falls so short of the beauty of the view! I guess that is a little metaphor in itself.

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