There was more beauty in the world at the beginning of this day than at its end. For at the beginning of this day, our beloved housemate, Fr. Bob, was still here with us. But by the time the day had drawn to a close, he had suffered a fall that took his soul home to the God whom he had loved and served so well.

Words find their way but slowly onto the page at the late end of this long day of mourning. When the tears have settled, I will record a proper chronicle of this day’s events.

For the inestimable gift of having known, laughed with, and learned from Fr. Robert Alois Streveler, Deo Gratias. +

“Praised be you, my Lord,
through our Sister Bodily Death
from whom no living being can escape.

How dreadful for those
who die in mortal sin!
How blessed are those she
finds in your most holy will
for the second death
can do them no harm.

O praise and bless my Lord,
thank him and serve him
humbly but grandly!”  —- from St. Francis of Assisi’s Canticle of the Creatures