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One Day, Each Day, One Choice
I find the Beatitudes in today's Gospel hard. (See Luke 6:2-26.) Hard to understand, hard to practice. They feel to me somehow esoteric and lofty, when I know in reality...
Prayer in the Gaps
Have you prayed with a child? It’s a sweet and humbling experience. I get to do it nightly with my children. When my son was a toddler, I prayed for...
Withered Hands, Withered Hearts
Why haven’t you asked Me to heal this? The Lord prodded my heart as I reflected on the particular physical suffering He brought to my mind. Admittedly, I was a...
Welcome Him as You Would Me
What is the warmest welcome you have ever received? Mine was when I traveled to Hawaii to train youth ministers on four separate islands. On each island I was given...
I Want What He Wants
Sometimes I wonder what I will see when I look back on the tapestry of my life. Will I see ugly patchwork of scars and loose stitches? Both the First...
Taking on Fresh Wineskins
A few years ago, I found myself devastated by the collapse of a relationship that I had seen as the pinnacle of my identity. It had long been my source...
Doing it Really Hard, Probably Not Doing it Right
A wall in our mudroom features a display of some of our oft-repeated family rules and reminders. One of them is: "If You’re Doing It Really Hard You’re Probably Not...
My Blind Hindsight
A couple of months ago, I visited a loved one in her new home. She showed me some new decorations and spoke of what she wanted to do with a...
Is Your Light Shining?
Many of us have heard the First Reading from today. It seems to be one of those passages that resonates. It screams “get your life in order!” because you never...
Public Service Announcement
"We do not want you to be unaware, brothers and sisters, about those who have fallen asleep, so that you may not grieve like the rest, who have no hope"...
A Slice (or Heap) of Humble Pie
When I first came to a personal relationship with Jesus in my early twenties, I went about it in a backwards and not-very-loving manner at times. I was very self-righteous...
Don't Bury Your Talents
I stared at the screen, my fingers lingering motionless above the keyboard as hot tears flowed down my cheeks. I was twenty years old. I was writing about Jesus and...