The Little Way

Feast of St. Therese of Lisieux (of the Little Way)

October 1, 2021

Baruch 1:15-22; Luke 10:13-16

    Today is the Feast of St. Therese of Lisieux (of the Little Way or Little Flower). For her, the “little way” consisted in performing her everyday duties and enduring each petty order, and suffering in the presence and love of God.

     In this spirit, her everyday life was transformed into an arena of holiness and a step along the path to holiness. She listened to what Buddha named “The Divine Messenger”, a messenger that comes at each stage of our lives to guide, and move us forward.

    Throughout life, the Divine Messenger, or as I prefer, the Angel of Death, always comes at various stages, life events. Only in listening to “The Angel of Death”, have old ways, old stages died, leading to the resurrection of a new way of being.

    My friend, Chris Montesano wrote an email to me,  after visiting with him yesterday, “River thanks for lunch and the walkabout finding your van. I noticed you are taking the road less traveled. Your walk is slower, your foot bent, you bear the scars of your ministry. We are all on the road to Calvary although most of us deny it. Blessings on you and your ministry my dear friend. Chris”.

    Our ministry is that of the “Little Way.” I am learning ever so slowly that the majority of people have no understanding of the streets. For example, a friend commented that he wanted to come on “the High Holy Days,” and experience our ministry.

    In his mind “the High Holy Days” were great days of celebrating the Eucharist. On the “High Holy Days” I carry a special meal of some sort, and gifts at Easter and Christmas, and walk the street, so slowly, simply listening at the moment. St. Francis sums it up ever so clearly, “Preach the Gospel, using as few words as necessary.” I and my friends who provide support meet each person where he or she is in that moment.” The food and our presence is the Eucharist, the Body, and Blood of Christ, alive and present.

    My life is that of a chameleon, changing colors, as I communicate with others–rich, poor, middle class, black or white–a gift of communicating with all areas of life, meeting others where they are.  Most stay in their own social arena. 

  In my closet, there is a tuxedo and clothes worn on the street. And so I stay in the moment with whom I am with.

    And so I walk slower, with a bent foot, and continue to receive the scars of ministry “my vocation is love. .in the heart of the Church, who is my mother, I will be love,” and “After my death I will let fall a shower of roses. I will spend my heaven in doing good upon the earth.”  Deo Gratias! Thanks be to God!


Fr. River Damien Sims, sfw, D.Min.

P.O. Box 64265

San Francisco, CA 94109



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