Before sleep, mostly

I've been paying more attention to what i actually do with my time, because "I like doing this" doesn't seem like a particularly good reason to give something hours of my life.

People waste an extraordinary amount of time behaving as though repentance is something reserved for later.

The sermon today was mostly about Matthew 18:15–20 and the order Christ gives for dealing with serious problems between people, beginning with "If thy brother shall offend against thee, go, and rebuke him between thee and him alone."

There are times during Mass when i think about the fact that one day i won't have to wonder what God is like anymore.

I've ended up with a pretty consistent group of friends from the monastery these past few months, and i've been seeing them a lot more recently, they're probably the first people around my age who have managed to make me feel like i'm not taking my faith…

There is one soul, and that makes things easier when my head is difficult because God doesn't need me to understand everything correctly before He understands me.

Change is good, i have heard that enough times that i don't think i could forget it anymore, for a long time i hated hearing it because it sounded like being told there was something fundamentally wrong with being myself.

I was looking for an old photo earlier and realized there are entire weeks in my camera roll now where almost nothing happened.

I never really noticed how predictable my routine has become until other people started knowing it better than i do sometimes, there are certain days and certain times when i’m usually at the church or convent, and apparently i’ve been doing the same thin…

I was sorting through some of my things and realized how many of them will probably outlive me.