Honest Gratitude
I would’ve liked to have had a different life. Different in that I would’ve liked to have been born without a progressive motor neuron disease, to be able to take … Continue Reading Honest Gratitude
In the Depths of Winter
Ice crystals of fear at the edges of my heart, a cold chill blows through me; the heavy burden of sorrow snows down, thick, relentless, numbed and blinded by storm … Continue Reading In the Depths of Winter
Through
There’s thunder and lightning, bombings and gunfire, and I’m abandoned in the dark — horrifically alone. At any moment I could be obliterated, searing explosions invading my mind so I … Continue Reading Through
Freedom and Fear
Does being free mean that we have no guidelines, no limitations, no grounding? But isn’t it the truth that sets us free? The truth is that I can do nothing … Continue Reading Freedom and Fear
Be Not Afraid! Advent Week Four
Is fear keeping you and me from a sense of peace? We imagine that there was a great sense of peace in the Virgin Mary’s heart when she reflected upon … Continue Reading Be Not Afraid! Advent Week Four
Man
(This is an unusual post for me. But it felt necessary.) They didn’t need a gun to kill George Floyd. Just a knee on the neck, + gravity + time… … Continue Reading Man
Stripped
“I am poor and needy.”[i] Since I was a baby, and throughout my life, I have been slowly and relentlessly stripped of strength and abilities by progressive motorneuron disease. Crawling, … Continue Reading Stripped
Abandonment
“Remain here and keep watch with me.”[i] I’m quite helpless. And I’m afraid. This Lent, as I continue to examine my struggles and weaknesses in the light of Christ, I … Continue Reading Abandonment
Lenten Reflections
My deepest fears, my worst pain, the agony of being human — all explored with intimate meditations upon the Passion of Christ that will be posted here weekly through Lent. … Continue Reading Lenten Reflections
Prepare to Die
Wrote this while two people in my life are actively dying, Mr. John Meehan, a friend and mentor, and my cousin’s husband, Larry Winger. May God grant them peace… Well, … Continue Reading Prepare to Die
When, Where, How
Will it happen in a shopping mall? Will you have time to run and hide in a bathroom stall when the gunfire begins to sound? Or in some other public … Continue Reading When, Where, How
Of Your Fire
This is a poem I wrote within an hour (as part of my Bible Burst writing project) inspired by a randomly received piece of Scripture and based on my own … Continue Reading Of Your Fire
Christina Chase 