
A Prayer for Those I Do Not Know
At a restaurant recently, I looked around at all the people seated nearby. And though I will never know them—or even see them again—I thought about how we are sharing a sacred moment.
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At a restaurant recently, I looked around at all the people seated nearby. And though I will never know them—or even see them again—I thought about how we are sharing a sacred moment.

It takes grit to cross a border for a better life, irrespective of laws. Asylum seekers are God’s beloved, too.

Let me continue the holy work of your servant, St. Francis, who built bridges, not walls.

As it is written in Matthew 7:1–2: “Stop judging, that you may not be judged. For as you judge, so will you be judged, and the measure with which you measure will be measured out to you.”

If we are made in God’s spirit, then our first “church” were the bodies given to us.

Reflect In the hustle of daily life, how often do you take a pause to appreciate the now? How present are you in this moment?

I have always categorized you, Carlo Acutis, as “the millennial saint,” but that is limiting. You are timeless.