Faith without dirty hands is meaningless.
Dig just a little and feel the creed of life,
buried in the sand.
Rub it between your fingers,
play with it some,
smell its sweet rawness.
There's life there,
for sure.
Burrow down.
Persevere till you find the roots.
Harvest the bounty, it's there for a reason.
Fear not,
water will wash your hands clean.
Raphael’s Liberation of St Peter
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The feast of St Peter’s Chains which we keep today originated as the
dedication feast of a Roman basilica on the Esquiline hill, within sight of
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