Job opened his mouth and cursed his day: Perish the day on which I was born. (Jb 3:1-3, 11-17, 20-23)
R. Let my prayer come before you, Lord. (Psalm 88)
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Many friends in Asheville and in the small towns of the mountains of Western North Carolina pray the words of Job and this psalm with broken hearts. Even though help is finally arriving, the widespread devastation of Hurricane Helene and the loss of human life and public services is overwhelming. Known as the Little Flower, Saint Thérèse of the Child Jesus (1873-1897), in her gentle trust in God’s providential love reminds us that the Lord truly hears our prayers.
These reflections are a result of more than 40 years of ministry as a Roman Catholic priest. Most of these years I spent in the Diocese of Charlotte which covers Western North Carolina. Now I am retired, and live in Medellín, Colombia where I continue to serve as a priest in the Archdiocese of Medellín.
Saint Thérèse of the Child Jesus, virgin & doctor, October 1
