I often find myself shedding tears in the late evening, just before bedtime.
Lately I ask myself why, as I’ve felt disturbed by these moments. But the answer that came surprised me.
The vast majority of the time the tears that come are tears of gratitude for the many blessings I’ve known, underserved and beautifully real, during the course of the day just ending.
Other times they come in recognition of the vast pain of the human world, and how much of it is self-inflicted.
Both more than adequate reason for tears. And so, peace.
A native of the North Shore of Boston, I currently live in Worcester County, Massachusetts. I worked at Boston College as the Acting Director of The Church in the 21st Century Center until August, 2010 and served until November 2016 as Canon for Formation, and Dean of the George Mercer Jr. School of Theology of the Diocese of Long Island. I was happy to serve as Rector at the Church of Saint Anselm of Canterbury in Shoreham, New York from late 2016 to early 2020. I began service as Rector of The Church of Saint Matthew in the city of Worcester on the first day of the fateful month of 2020.
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Another beautiful reflection. I know Pope Francis believes there is value in opening ourselves to share in the world’s suffering. I found it a frightening thought, but have come to believe there is real value in the effort to put ourselves in solidarity with all of creation. 🙏🏽🙏🏽
Believe it. 
Another beautiful reflection. I know Pope Francis believes there is value in opening ourselves to share in the world’s suffering. I found it a frightening thought, but have come to believe there is real value in the effort to put ourselves in solidarity with all of creation. 🙏🏽🙏🏽