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.
Vespers of the Precious Blood
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Although the feast of the Precious Blood is very new to the general
Calendar, added in 1849 by Bl. Pius IX, the exegetical tradition behind
some of its lit...
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