Failing with Grace, Over and Over
Our two-and-a-half-year-old son Oscar can’t walk. He can’t talk. He has intractable epilepsy, a slippery demon that rears its head again and again. Often just when we think we finally...
Dancing on Disappointment
A big theme in my life this year has been dancing upon disappointment. I want to be a woman who doesn’t live confined by the boundaries set by disappointment and...
Being Little in a World that Wants You to Think Bigger
When I was in high school, I loved the idea of going back to visit once I graduated. It was a dream, really. I would be able to see all...
15 Minutes a Day: Cultivating Our Passions
When my daughter, Holly, was about two years old, we were sitting on the carpet drawing with crayons on a jumbo drawing pad. She was an avid Frozen fan, so...
RICE: Like Physical Therapy, But for Your Soul
I was feeling a little under the weather. Have you ever wondered about the origin of the idiom “under the weather”? The consensus on a brief and unvetted internet search...
When Caring Turns Into Worrying
I woke up in a sweat. Once again I was dreaming about a particular situation that was causing grief and turmoil in my life and for others around me. As...
Messengers + Witnesses
I am the Angel with the Broken Wing, The one large statue in this quiet room. The staff finds me too fierce, and so they shut Faith’s ardor in this...
Soul Sisters: Facebook Lives with You!
Hi ladies! I'm so thrilled to share we are starting a new feature in our Facebook groups called SOULSISTERS! Okay, that's just me shouting because I'm so excited about it....
Trusting God in Seasons of Change
I have always been a notorious planner, or as I prefer to put it, I’m goal-oriented. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been one to anticipate my...
Crooked Lines: My RCIA Experience
There is a lull on a day in late June. I find myself searching for Catholic churches nearby where I live in the Loop. I remember a friend recommending Old...
BIS Reads: Grace Like Scarlett
I remember when I felt a miscarriage all the way to my bones. It opened up a world of fear. What if I cannot have children or carry children? Then,...
Resigned or Consenting?
When I am struggling with a situation, if I can express what I’m feeling in words, I can then move forward. It was a particularly trying time—coming to grips with...
