Devotions
He's Crazy for My Heart
For most of my life, I didn't want to hear about being a temple of the Holy Spirit. That tired line repeated by speakers at high school and young adult...
Pass the Popcorn, Jonah
I am a modern day Jonah. Before you spit out your morning drink, sputtering about how ridiculous a comparison that is, hear me out. Jonah, after ranting and complaining to...
Is It a Gateway to Heaven?
I wonder if the woman from the Gospel (Matthew 9:18-26) remembers the heat of the sun, the noise of the crowd, the feel of Jesus' cloak, or the love in...
Why, Lord?
I've prayed quite a few "why" prayers lately. Lord, why is my daughter suffering? Why did that relationship hurt so badly? Why must I struggle to find a community of...
Closed Doors Aren't the End of the Story
My heart raced as I tapped the return key to publish a post on social media. It shouldn't be this way, I thought. It shouldn't be so nerve-wracking to invite...
I'll Believe It When...
"It's not real until the moving truck pulls away from the empty house," I joke with other military wives. I have experienced the agony of plans and lives turned upside-down...
To Have Holy Courage
Even though I was heartbroken a year ago when our local churches stopped offering public Masses, I was filled with gratitude that at least the doors were still open. I...
Tending My Flock
Jesus, How do You shepherd all these people? You knew well Your mission from the Father and never wavered in loving. You submitted fully to the Father's will and gave...
Restoration Through Trust
"Girl, you've been on heart. I'm praying for you. Would love to catch up . . . call if you are free . . . I'm missing you." The text...
Your Adventure and His
Once upon a time, my favorite book whisked me away on a new adventure each time I read it. I read that "Choose Your Own Adventure" story over and over,...
Training for Sainthood
I’m a sucker for a good training program. It can be a challenge to eat healthier, a few weeks to a decluttered home, a small business course, or a tailored...
It Is What It Is
Tears slowly rolled down my face, catching me off-guard. It'd been over seventeen years since my grandmother died; I wasn't prepared for that wave of grief. I felt a longing...
