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: God never tires of making grace known through acts of radical hospitality when strangers appear — whether along the road to Emmaus, or on a dark highway running through South Bend, Indiana.
Soul Seeing: The setting of the final chapter of Mum's life was mundane — a simply furnished bedroom in the apartment she shared with her husband of over 70 years. But something remarkable happened in that humble space.
Soul Seeing: Like the Book of Proverbs, a cornucopia of pithy sayings, my underlinings encapsule challenging thoughts that touch into the depths of life, love, faith and the divine presence — soul-seeing sacramentals.
Soul Seeing: The world has let us know it doesn't need us anymore. We often feel like aging dots of flesh clinging to the tiny rock of earth hurtling past stars and whole galaxies in an edgeless universe.