I have several days to go before the end of my career. While I am at peace in the Lord, my human side is trying hard to be afraid. My career is how I have identified for over fifteen years. I don’t know a life apart from it. The daily ebbs and flows of crime,… Continue reading The servers knew where the wine came from- Recognizing Jesus in Our Daily Lives
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I was sitting in the first meeting of my prayer group, anxious to get right into it. Another check off of another task of another thing I am doing in my string of things for God. Ok God you win, I quit my job, even though that’s what I’ve…
The shoes were not quiet. I scurried into the 8 am mass wondering what I was doing there. Earlier in the morning, God told me I wouldn’t be praying that early morning rosary; that it would be prayed at a later time. But it’s day 53, I thought. When would I have the time? I… Continue reading High heels at mass
God is about to move me. I don’t know how or when, but I know He is. For forty days I have been afflicted, experiencing some of the greatest testing I have ever endured. God has been silent, but only in the audible sense. I have witnessed signal graces that have astounded me. Manna from… Continue reading Walking in the Words
“God will not have his work be manifest by cowards,”- Ralph Waldo Emerson “I am the Lord’s slave,” said Mary. “May it be done to me according to your word.”- Mary, mother of God “But Gideon answered, “Lord, how can I save Israel? My family group is the weakest in Manasseh, and I am the… Continue reading The Art of prayer
I sometimes wonder if I will ever be happy. I look around at other Christians, and they seem miserable. They go through trials the same way the world does, sometimes in an even worse state. I have been pulled away here or there by the words of some church-goer who tried telling me how to… Continue reading Are you living like a dish towel?