Water washed he stands in Jordan's flood
And heaven tears before the Father's face.
When washed again in sacrificial blood,
The veil is rent before the
Water-washed I stand in flowing tide,
And see the heavens spear-rent open wide.
Blood-bathed, I with nothing left to hide,
Let the veil of fear be cast aside.
Blessed First Sunday of Ordinary Time, otherwise known as the Feast of the Baptism of the Lord! Christmas is a wonderful season, but we always look forward to the ordinary time that is always far from "ordinary" in a Poor Clare monastery. Now we prepare for the entrance of our Aspirant Phoenix next month. I am also deep into garden catalogs, planning for spring planting. Other good things promise to happen in this new year of 2014!