Reflections from Sr Antonia
December 11, 2017
Shifting Shadows And A Magpie
I have been watching the shifting shadows as the sun silently makes its way across the sky. Most people, I presume, would be quite able to "explain" shadows; why and how they appear and disappear, why they can both fascinate and frighten.
November 13, 2017
There was a difficulty and it seemed insurmountable. Usually a difficulty cannot be resolved by going around it to avoid it and, in this situation, I could not even consider avoidance as a possibility.
October 5, 2017
I am sitting in the sun under a clear blue sky watching a white capped ocean deliver its foam to the waiting sand. And I am thinking about mud! I am remembering a time when I felt as though I was ploughing through mud and… getting precisely nowhere.
September 22, 2017
A Severe Mercy
The words compelled me to take the book from the shelf in the library and at least browse through its pages. I didn’t really want to. These words sounded so harsh, so cruel almost. What convinced me to look nevertheless was the name CS Lewis at the bottom of the front cover.
February 21, 2017
The Pearl of Great Price, a painting by Daniel Bonnell He was six years old and deadly serious as he approached me in the classroom where I taught grade one. Lifting up his hands as he clutched whatever it was he was holding he said: “Could you open this”?
December 6, 2016
The Magnificent Seven
No, they did not appear as heroes galloping into town on their horses in all their macho magnificence! Rather, they seemed to just suddenly be there… seven, silent ethereal figures emerging from the fog that wrapped us round as we gathered for Eucharist.
November 5, 2016
The Wings of The Dawn
"The wings of the dawn" is the phrase that captivated my attention during Vigils this morning. What does it mean to take the wings of the dawn? What are the wings of the dawn and how do I take them? Am I even meant to take them; or would it not perhaps be better to leave them where they seem to be... at the edge of the magnificent sunrise!
October 15, 2016
Who Touched Me?
Have you ever heard Jesus say these words and trembled, knowing it was you who touched him? Have you ever tentatively reached out to Him with a trembling hand or a quavering voice, afraid because of your unworthiness yet desperate because of your need for healing?
August 13, 2016
Stranger On The Shore
When I was in my 20's I dreamed of seeing the world. Perhaps you did too. When, having saved my fare, I was finally able to realise that dream I booked a passage on "The Australis", ...
July 2, 2016
The unsurpassed beauty of the Cross has been nudging its way into my consciousness lately... not from within, but from without. I will never understand the depth of its wisdom or ...