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The Wolves Circle But We Have Peace
The wolves are circling. They cycle daily through screens that are full of hatred and mouths that are full of deceit. They loop around the news and the gossip and...
Share His Love
I was in my twenties when I met the father who gave me life. Up until that point, all I had were the stories—his drug addiction, the long nights he...
Racing Toward the Light
When I was a kid, I was afraid of the dark. I used to bathe it in light with the glow of my nightlight and hide away from the shadows...
Let's Get to Work
My father was always tricky to please. It wasn’t necessarily his fault. It was the chemicals in his body—they made him angry. When he skipped his medication or depression crept...
Blurting about Our Gifts
“I got you an exercise bike!” I blurted out to my husband just five days before Christmas. He knew to expect it—not the bike, but my lack of reserve. I’m...
Feeling Hunted by Insufficiency
I sensed an emptiness inside that I couldn’t ignore. It was an emptiness that brought years of tears and heartache, an emptiness with a name. Infertility the doctors called it,...
Called by Name
I always hated roll call on the first day of school because I never knew which name the teacher was going to spout out. I came into this world with...
Tired Prayers, God Still Calls
Sometimes I feel like a bad Catholic. My rosary beads aren’t worn down nearly as much as they should be, and the daily readings aren’t exactly “daily” for me. I...
Power in the Simple
I don’t know what happens to us as we age, how we go from sitting on the trampoline and marveling at the twinkling nighttime sky to sitting on our couches...
My Pursuit of Him
Praying used to come easily for me. I’d find a quiet nook or a shady tree and sit right down to hash out the longings of my heart with Christ....
