diamondsky's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Unspoken The thing is, when Father Tom had us reflect during the end of mass, I didn't expect anything to happen. And when he had us say outloud a word or thought that meant something to us, I didn't feel anything. But then words started popping into my head. Peace. Joy. Humility. And then people said those exact words. But I never shared the word that entered my head when I had chills down my back and tears on my cheeks. I didn't say the word that slowed my heart and opened my mind. Give. 10:37 p.m. - July 10, 2006 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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