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Did You Feel Delivered?
Earlier this year, I felt spiritually and physically encompassed by an unprecedented season of darkness. Most of my weeks were marked by anxiety-ridden dreams and long periods of exhaustion. Gripped...
Reliance and Rebuilding
Today we celebrate the feast of Saint Francis of Assisi, one of Catholicism’s greatest Saints, reformers, and spiritual fathers. Famously, one day while Francis was praying in his local church,...
Follow Me When You Feel Torn
As the child of divorced parents and having to constantly travel back and forth between my mom's house and my dad's, growing up I felt that the foxes and birds...
Reaching Out in the Uncomfortable
I can't bring myself to fully read the Book of Job. I’m familiar with the basics of the story and have heard it proclaimed at Mass but it's so hard...
Listening and Becoming the Least
When we were kids, my brother and I constantly were whining to our mom about fairness. He had a bigger piece! Or Mom, you didn’t listen to both sides of...
Just Keep Your Eyes on Me
A divided heart. How easy it is to let my eyes wander toward those around me, toward what is not mine, toward all which I seemingly lack. How easy it...
Choosy Angels Choose God
When Mike and I were taking our Pre-Cana classes, we suddenly found things getting real. We had both heard of Natural Family Planning, but it hadn’t dawned on us until...
In Heaven's Time
Throughout my walk with the Lord, women have shared with me that the perfect man will come along right when I am not looking for him, or that Mr. Right...
Empty Promises Fulfilled in Him Alone
To be quite honest, I struggle with discouragement. I’m not a complainer or a pessimist, but I am a realist, and there are times when my personal life and ministry,...
Morning Dates with the Word
It’s Wednesday. At our home there will be the hustle of breakfast, clothes, teeth, hair, shoes, book bags, pile in the car, drive across town, car line, pre-school drop off,...
In Good Company
I’ve been open about this before, and maybe it’s a tired old story, but I struggle a lot with doubt and dryness in my spiritual life. It can seem odd...
Hidden Lights
I didn’t want to be seen. My wet hair hung bedraggled around my makeup-less face—sporting a fresh crop of glaring blemishes—and my dark circles could have passed for a set...
