Last year, I was searching for a Madonna and Child print to hang in my bedroom. I had thought that I wanted an icon or medieval painting. After looking at … Continue Reading First Friday and the Incarnate Image
We pass many life milestones through the years and, at each one, we tend to not only measure our progress, but also measure ourselves against them. Like me, now, with … Continue Reading One Year of Blogging – and Still Thankful
Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. How immature am I? I went up the driveway for the sole purpose of coming down through the fallen leaves, which the wind had furrowed at the … Continue Reading Childlike Joy
“To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wildflower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour.” This is … Continue Reading In the Ordinary: A First Friday Observance
I grieve the closing of Catholic churches. But, what grieves God the most is the closing of hearts. What would you do about this?
God speaks to us through beauty. The more fragile or hidden the beautiful thing, the stronger the call to love. If we fail to discern or respond, then we fail … Continue Reading Here I Am
My friend, whose husband died last December, is going through her year of firsts. The first Christmas without Dave. The first birthday without him. The first Easter… the first wedding … Continue Reading Grieving the Death of a Loved One: Beauty Speaks
Unknown to each other, unheard of in distance of time, with what might as well be a universe than an ocean between their two lands, men with spiritual eyes and spiritual … Continue Reading The Navajos and Saint Patrick