My daughter got married one month ago today. It was so achingly beautiful, as I know many mothers would say; one of those milestone moments that truly feels etched into my soul. There is one picture from that day that I keep coming back to more than all the others. It captures a truth so … More Union
I got only one sentence into the foreword of Scott Hahn’s book Hail, Holy Queen when I had to stop to reflect. Fr. Kilian Healy opened his thoughts by pointing towards a poem that St Thérèse of Lisieux wrote in May 1897, a few months before her death. St Thérèse catches my attention because she … More Why I Love You, O Mary
Today is Divine Mercy Sunday. Tomorrow my coworkers will ask, “How was your weekend?” Will I just say, “fine” like I typically do? Or will I spill out the joy of the truth? “It was wonderful! It was Divine Mercy Sunday, so beautiful!” Will truth prompt them to ask, “What is that?” And will I … More Divine Mercy
Today feels like a crossroads. A point where I must choose to go back, try an easier path, stay right here, or keep going forward. “For the grace of God our Savior hath appeared to all men; instructing us, that, denying ungodliness and worldly desires, we should live soberly, and justly, and godly in this … More Advent, endurance
The overwhelming feeling of this Advent season is that I must turn back to God. But what does it mean to turn back to God? Start over. Reform. “To reform literally means, not to make a new form, but to go back to the original form…back to that dream-form in the mind and heart of … More Advent, the evidence of faith, hope, and love
She innocently fluttered through my life. Only for a moment. Catching a ride on a breeze as my whole world rushed by her. Brilliant orange wings, outlined with midnight. A free creature dancing in the wind. Would she have accepted the invitation if she knew how dangerous her partner is? His gentle caresses can … More He’s not Safe, but He’s Good.
I almost gave up celebrating holidays. If you have been reading along on my journey, you are well aware of my souring relationship with society and the commercialization that attaches itself to almost everything we do. Being pulled along on a tidal wave of candy hearts and over-sized stuffed animals felt like one more … More Holiday = Holy Day
My kids are mad at me. Again. We have a rule in our house – no electronics after 9 pm. But simply stating a rule is powerless against the spells cast by the hypnotic blue glow. It’s my fault – I haven’t been enforcing said rule. Not surprisingly, everyone is tired, cranky, and distracted. So, … More Why Farva Died
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