When we lose proof of who we are or memories of the joys and sorrows of our lives, something very precious is gone.


When we lose proof of who we are or memories of the joys and sorrows of our lives, something very precious is gone.

I think of the Vincentian “sayings” I have absorbed over the 60 years of living as a Vincentian. “Leaving God for God”, “Let us love God but let it be by the sweat of our brows and the strength of our arms”, always come to mind. What sayings have shaped us?
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