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Eeyore, the No-God God
A therapist I had when I was in my twenties described it this way: I had an all-out addiction to misery and woe; I was bound to a martyrdom of...
The Poverty of Saint Francis
The quiet permeated the peaceful streets of Assisi. I was there with my study abroad program learning about Saint Francis of Assisi. Stunning views of the fertile valley below the...
How Not To Be A Spiritual Over-Packer
I am known as a chronic over-packer when it comes to travel. Something as simple as a weekend away will typically lead to my one carry-on bag being stuffed for...
Aslan Is on the Move
A few months ago, I introduced my five-year-old to one of my favorite stories. When I first read The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe in childhood, I completely fell...
Take the Risk
I can feel the red rising in my cheeks and ears, the sweat threatening to dampen my shirt, my pulse quicken. I try to calm myself enough so my voice...
Sacred in the Ordinary
Years ago, an impressive thunderstorm hit while we were at Mass. The storm was as abrupt as it was powerful because as we exited the church, the torrent of rain...
We Need the Grace to Live It
It's sometimes tricky to approach Scripture like today's Gospel when your life is, well, average. I don't often encounter the desperate needs of another, and because of that, I can...
He's the Author of My Wild Story
I stood in the bookstore, running my hands over book covers and flipping through those with the most interesting titles. All of them I put down until I opened The...
Who Do You Say that He Is?
Today's Gospel reading (see Luke 9:18-22) is such a tender-hearted one: here the disciples stand before their Lord after many chapters full of signs and wonders, of miraculous fish-catchings and...
Light in the Battlefield
There are certain events that are permanently seared into my memory—the fall of the World Trade Center, the fall of the stock market, and the fall of my faith in...
Shaking the Dust and Moving On
I don't like letting go. I especially don't like letting go of situations in which I have deeply invested my heart. It is never comfortable to leave people, places, things,...
The Word of God
I held the one-month old infant in my arms that frigid Minnesota morning. His four older brothers looked on dressed in suits. My husband and I had the honor of...
