Driving in my car in a never-ending sea of comings and goings, I turned on the radio for the five-or-so short minutes to pick up the kids from summer camp. On Thursdays I often times miss the wonderful and lovely musings of Hallie Lord, a wonderful mix of parenting, Catholic discussions and anything in between.… Continue reading Can we pray backwards?
As I’ve traveled through the journey of Lent, I’ve bared one thing in mind, “sacred.” The hunger for what is preserved, what is untapped and what is connected with God in a deep and meaningful way. This has always been at the forefront of my relationship with God, as I’ve grown an intolerance to what… Continue reading The dish towel gospel
I have seen marriages restored I have seen death turn to life I have seen people risen from the dead I have seen miracles and signs and wonders I have seen hearts changed I have seen lives changed I have seen the glory of God I have seen His hand in everything I have seen… Continue reading A libation, a liberation
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It has been almost three months for me that it has been dark. Not just dim or lights out, but an all-consuming darkness. I have asked God to lift it, take it away, but the shadows have endured. I can see the sun outside, but on the inside there is…
On the way into work, I had a thought that sparked some creativity in me, inspired me. It was a unique thought that I knew didn’t come from me, so I am sharing it with all of you. This is what I heard, “Take all of the things that have been said to you. The… Continue reading Life with words
I tasted food, for the first time in two days. I didn’t just eat it, go through the motions of chewing, eat just so that I could sustain my life. I tasted every morsel, every flavor. And I didn’t just order any old plain, whole wheat, healthy nuts and sprouts food. No. If I was… Continue reading Fasting or Feasting, It’s time for the banquet
“Does the master break down doors to enter his own home?” Teilhard de Chardin, Hymn of the Universe “The Lord remembered her,” (speaking of Hannah, 1 Samuel 1, Old Testament) Sometimes, all we want to feel is that we matter. Our work goes unnoticed, our family forgets us and our friends sometimes expect more of… Continue reading The Grave of the Unknown Climber