He chooses the weak...

As I look around at my dear Sisters in community, I see one limping along in a "boot" after a foot fracture, one recovering from surgery, one sneezing and bleary-eyed from the assault of a new allergy season, one breathless from mowing the Rosary Garden, one sleepy after a night of watching over our Sisters in the infirmary, one melancholic after a particularly difficult day at school, one sore from a vigorous chiropractic treatment, and one with her feet up because fallen arches are part of carrying her daily cross, I am reminded that God does indeed use human instruments for His daily work in the vineyard. His workers and lovers are valiant souls in fragile human bodies, and they can be found in every convent, rectory, seminary, and home in the world. He is truly our strength - no doubt about it.