Michael Leach and friends write about seeing God, the world and ourselves with the eye of the soul. Each column is a spiritual reflection on the beauty that hides behind appearances and the peace that is beyond all understanding.
Soul seeing: The saints in my litany don't do big things in the eyes of the world. And they certainly don't seek recognition for what they do. They follow the narrow path to sainthood — they listen to the word of God, take it to heart, and act on it.
Soul Seeing: My brother Oliver died 41 years ago of pneumonia in my mother's arms. He was on his back in his bed for 32 years. He never moved. He was rolled back and forth and bathed each day. Oliver made me a better man. He was my guardian angel.
Soul Seeing: Every parish is filled with angels, people who are holy and touch those around them. When we gather in the church or in the parish hall or on the sidewalk outside, each soul is there, each soul is present in some way, each soul touches others in some way.