People will gather around us like bees.
Originally posted on Gladsome Lights:
Let us scatter our love selflessly to all, without regard to the way they act towards us. When the grace of God enters us, we…
Mother Knows Best? Eugenic Abortion
With this reflection, I’m delving into controversy, as you can tell by the title. I feel nervous as I’m writing, so please bear with me. (And yes, it’s long.) I’d … Continue Reading Mother Knows Best? Eugenic Abortion
To the Marriage of True Minds
What is love? I will soon be attending a family wedding by the sea, and this occasion calls to my mind some poetry. The coming together of a man and … Continue Reading To the Marriage of True Minds
Real Men Stay
I should be dead, but I’m not. I should be a forty something-year-old in a nursing home, but I’m not. I should be miserable, but I’m not. Why? The reason … Continue Reading Real Men Stay
Heaven Is Pure Love
This thought has been with me all week, so I decided to share it with you, dear reader: Heaven is pure love. Even love not yet purified can offer us … Continue Reading Heaven Is Pure Love
Was or Is? Life after Death
This week, a woman from my parish died of cancer. When I was thinking about the best way to describe how I know her, I found myself struggling with verb … Continue Reading Was or Is? Life after Death
Within Her Hands
As May is the month for honoring mothers, including Mary, the Mother of God, Mother of all the living in Christ, I’m sharing a poem that I wrote a few years … Continue Reading Within Her Hands
The Wedding
In the summer preceding my sister’s wedding, I took to writing a poem for the occasion. This was during the time that I thought of love as many people do: … Continue Reading The Wedding
For My Mother
Originally posted on Christina Chase:
With Mother’s Day coming, I decided to share this letter that I wrote to my mother nine years ago. For those of you who don’t know…
Soft Rains: Sara Teasdale
In the midst of our divisive, too often violent world, I have often found myself resting back on this poem: (War Time) There will come soft rains and the smell of … Continue Reading Soft Rains: Sara Teasdale
Christians: The Living Dead
On Easter Sunday, I remembered something: I’m already dead. Why fear death if I’ve already died? That sounds odd, I know, but we Christians believe that Jesus died on the … Continue Reading Christians: The Living Dead
Easter: Awkward or Bold
Many of my friends and family members are uncomfortable when talking about matters of faith. I understand, because I used to be like that too. Wait — why am I … Continue Reading Easter: Awkward or Bold
Holy Week
It’s that time of year again. The time of year when I regret not having been harder on myself, when I’m disappointed that the season of subdued quiet and intense … Continue Reading Holy Week
The Coming of Spring
Although my knee injury is improving, it’s still giving me trouble (see last week’s post) so this week’s reflection will be brief. We are more than halfway through the holy … Continue Reading The Coming of Spring
Careful What You Pray for
When I was invited to write a post for my friends at Agnellus’ Mirror, I had no idea that God would give me the opportunity to put my money where … Continue Reading Careful What You Pray for
Photo Challenge: The Rows of Creation
A bonus post: my entry for Travel with Intent’s One Word Sunday photo challenge. This week’s theme word: row. I’ve been thinking a lot about Creation lately, and it seems that everything … Continue Reading Photo Challenge: The Rows of Creation
