Just about every day I walk by McMichael Academic Building on our college’s campus where the art program is housed. Typically, I am running late for a meeting, racing to beat the chimes tolling on the top of Wallace Hall with my nose pressed to my smartphone to make sure I don’t miss a single email or message via Facebook. 353 more words
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A thick piece of wood. Clay. Chalk, linen and the skin of rabbits. Colored dirt from various regions of the earth. Duck eggs, vinegar and water. 53 more words
There is no such thing as coincidence, rather it can be defined as God’s providence.
My beautiful niece and God-daughter, Emma Grace Donovan was born on the feast day of Saint Elizabeth Ann Seton, January 4, 2001. 387 more words
After experimenting for much of his early career with twelve-tone serialism and dissonance and other modern techniques, for which he was of course censored by the Communist authorities in Estonia, Arvo Pärt found a much deeper history and spiritual beauty in his studies in Renaissance polyphony and religious music such as Gregorian chant. 2,278 more words
Our Lady said that the rosary can stop wars, and can bring world peace. We have to do what she said, and live good lives. There’s no other plan from heaven that’s so specific, for what we’re going through now. 267 more words