“If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.”
If Mother Teresa were still with us today, she would be a 102, and I think we all know, she wouldn’t waste time with birthday wishes. A piece of the pride that I have in our God is in his selection of saints. Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu, which means “rosebud”, was a small soft spoken woman that could easily be cast as a foil to King David. At the age of 18, Christ called after her and opened her eyes to the brokenness of his creation. She abandoned the life she knew, including her mother and sister, in order to be, as she once said, a “pencil” in the hand of God. She shed light in the shadowlands, breaking hearts for what broke Abba’s.