Another of James Tissot’s paintings and another of my favorites. It came to mind as I was pondering returning to Ordinary Time. Yet He still stands behind our wall, speaking to us:
“Behold, there he stands behind our wall,
gazing in at the windows,
looking through the lattice.
My beloved speaks and says to me:
“Arise, my love, my fair one,
and come away;
for lo, the winter is past,
the rain is gone.
The flowers appear on the earth,
the time of singing has come. . . .
O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
in the covert of the cliff,
let me see your face,
let me hear your voice.” (Song of Songs 2:9b-12a, 14)
Some of the Church fathers see the “cleft in the rock” as the pierced Heart of Jesus. . .
Witnesses to Hope 
Greeting in the name of the Lord,
I am now going to try to keep up with you.
I started at your first post and today I will comment on the second. I read it in the morning and think and pray about it and then comment in the evening. I hope practical applications of these thoughts is ok. My adult children keep telling me I have all this wisdom, which I don’t, but my heart IS with Jesus every moment of every day. Perhaps my recent reading of “Community and Growth” by Jean Vanier will offer some insight.
As I tell my children regularly you are blessed to be a blessing today and everyday.
Kathleen
Glad to have you in the loop, Kathleen, and I appreciate your thoughts whatever they may be.