The other day I discovered the story of Agustina Ruiz, who told the Mexican Inquisition in 1621 that every time she saw religious iconography she began to imagine herself having sex with the Virgin Mary. As a penance, she was sent to a convent for three years. And what better place to send her than a building full of religious iconography and women?
Oct. 24th, 2012
This is actually the most recent hymn text I've written, but it may not be entirely serious.
As we see in your creation
creeping things upon the earth,
show us, with the caterpillar,
how to reach a second birth.
As the spider spins her cobweb
patiently to catch a fly,
grant us means to share your message
in the lives of passers-by.
As you granted limbs aplenty
to the peaceful millipede,
make our feet upon the mountains
swift to reach a world of need.
As the beetle digs the dunghill
seeking where its food is stored,
teach us that this world is refuse
set against our loving Lord.