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Top Ten Tips from Saint Paul
Saint Paul gave the Colossians some very helpful advice in our reading today. As you get ready for your day, dear sister, follow these top ten tips from our wise...
God Is My Home
I recognized his familiar gait as he limped over to our van and grabbed a bottle of water, pressing it to his forehead, hopeful that it would offer some reprieve...
By the Power of the Cross
“My God, I am heartily sorry for having offended You, and nailing You to the cross by my sin . . . .” I finished my Act of Contrition, and...
The Reluctant Gift of Suffering and Burnt Pizza
"I rejoice in my sufferings for your sake" (Colossians 1:24). I carefully moved the covers off my burning feet. "Remove the plastic BEFORE you put the pizza in the oven,"...
Moving Past Like Mother Teresa
The day was gorgeous! Blue skies were adorned with fluffy clouds and a gentle breeze. As my husband and I walked along the sunny nature trail, I smiled at the...
Sing With Me
How do you reconcile your past with your present? I’ve asked this of myself and a few friends over the years because as much as I’m not the under-age drinking,...
Goodness Surpassing Understanding
I often try to barter with Jesus when it comes to change. I know He wants to change my heart, transform my life, and pour out His grace into every...
Deep Water
Sunlight trickled through the flowered curtain as the steam from our teacups curled toward the ceiling. She narrowed the corners of her eyes, which always meant she was about to...
The Word Resides in You
The last two summers our parish has been blessed by the presence of a visiting priest from Chicago, Illinois. His homilies exude deep interior reflection with the gentleness of a...
What Have You to Do with Us?
My head was bent in shame as I named my sin aloud to the priest, tears streaming down my cheeks. I was on a retreat in my Senior year of...
The More We Love
The sparse hospice room was lit with filtered light, and the hall was empty. There was only the sound of the shallow breath of my loved one laying near, his...
Losing Him in the Crowd
It feels like standing in a thick cloud of woodsmoke. I gasp and choke, trying to find air but there’s not enough oxygen. My heart races, my thoughts become mixed...
