Roadblock: Mary

As I peeked around the roadblock of authority, excited by all the knowledge and mysteries to discover about early Christianity, I caught sight of someone who caused me to hesitate.  Someone I had been carefully avoiding for years.  If I wanted to go any further, I was going to have to meet Mary. I used … More Roadblock: Mary

Roadblock: Authority

We humans really seem to despise being told what to do.  I find this ironic, as we experience and submit to authority every day.  Hierarchy is embedded in life, hardwired into God’s creation. In fact, I can’t think of a single thing I do that doesn’t involve some sort of organizational structure.  Families, churches, companies, … More Roadblock: Authority

The Coach

The coach is on the baseball field again. Some may question that, as they wonder why he’s a little late to warm-ups.   But I can assure them, my husband has mentally been there since last night. Actually, he’s been there all season, well before it even started for the rest of us. He’s late … More The Coach

Dear Younger Me

Dear Younger Me, Stop feeling so…accused. I know you are chasing Him. I’ve never questioned that. But I do have other questions you desperately need to consider. Do you know Who you are chasing? Will you recognize Him when you find Him? Will you still want Him when you realize He’s not exactly who you … More Dear Younger Me

The Light

Light is a fascinating thing, manifesting itself in many forms and levels of intensity.  The bright rays of the sun, the quiet shine of the moon, the dangerous strike of lightning, the severe exposure in an operating room.  Light explodes into brilliantly distinct colors or filters into muted shades.  It can be the mesmerizing glow … More The Light

The Renovation

I love my new house.  It’s just the right size for my family.  Not too big, not too small.  Towering trees transforming the yard into a forest.  Nature framed like a masterpiece through walls of windows and sliding glass doors.  Imported tile that, as my husband loves to point out, allows me to literally walk … More The Renovation

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus

I was terrified walking up to Christ the King Catholic Church the first time.  My shaking hands could barely grip the handle of the heaviest door in the world.  If they heard the clacking of my heels echoing across the nearly silent yet completely full sanctuary, the congregation didn’t show it.  I hardly received a … More Jesus, Jesus, Jesus

Hard-wired for Truth

I had the Word of God in the Scriptures, speaking to my soul. I had the tradition of the Church Fathers guiding my mind. I had the practices of daily prayer, sacrifice, and worship building my strength. All that was left was my heart. This post is a continuation of One Prayer, One Answer and … More Hard-wired for Truth