Short biblical meditations written from the heart of pastoral life — for ordinary days, ordinary readers, ordinary trails.
At trail's end, a treasure. On certain trees, here and there, a cross that says: not this way. And then the Gospel, which turns everything around — and makes the cross an arrow.
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The trail climbed into the forest. And I climbed with it. A seasoned hiker. Well-equipped. And yet, I stopped — because of a pebble.
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We watch over the quality of what we drink. Jesus, gently, turns the question around: it is not what enters you that defines you — it is what flows out.
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Forgotten PIN. A hundred euros on the conveyor belt. A line of people sighing. And then — someone appeared out of nowhere.
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Three words. And yet, everything is there. When Jesus speaks them from the cross, He is not speaking of defeat — He is speaking of completion.
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