Little rabbit in the rain,
This photograph was sent to me by a friend. It is the picture of an American soldier in Iraq cutting the "lawn" in front of his tent with a pair of scissors. It's the green, green grass of home, grown from seeds and soil sent to him from the U.S. by his wife. He and his fellow soldiers walk on it from time to time, so the story goes, just to feel American soil under their feet and to smell the sweet scent of the grass. It's the little things which make our lives after all, and it's the little things which we so often take for granted. May God bless these brave soldiers, and may He bring them home safely to their own backyards.
"By her Immaculate
Conception,
when her life here
had finished,
our Blessed Mother
was not subject
to the law of
remaining
in the corruption
of the grave,
but instead was
given glory
in her Divine
appointment
by her glorious
Assumption
into Heaven...,
body and soul."
--Pope Pius XII in
Munificentissimus
Deus
