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.
St. Francis of Assisi’s Canticle of the Sun: Brother Fire
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Van Gogh-inspired rendition of fireLost in Translation #155 In his Canticle
of the Sun, Saint Francis of Assisi has this to say about fire: Laudato si,
mi ...
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