... what you hear whispered....
... proclaim on the housetops, says Jesus. God whispers to us; we cry aloud in response. For the prophet, can there be any other response?
For the long trip cross-country, the Bible in one hand and the Los Angeles Times in the other.
After morning prayer, loading up the van that will bring me to Old Mission Santa Ines for the California novices' profession ceremony, then to the Santa Barbara airport. A little breakfast, and then time to be on the way.
It is time for leaving. I will post again once I arrive safely at my family's house in Babylon.
A cool and foggy start. The clouds will lift, as they always do, by mid-morning. And then the sun will be radiant, and no one will be able to deny it.