Unborn
We all begin in mystery. When I was smaller than the period at the end of this sentence, my life’s story began. All that I cosmically and genetically am was … Continue Reading Unborn
Who You Are
What words cannot tell nor images show… No fragrance, no strain of music, no touch can hold on to what I know… You… You, my Lord… You. With that little … Continue Reading Who You Are
Unknowing Worship
While watching the feats of the athletes in the Tokyo Olympics, this post (from 2017, one of my favorites) seems like a fitting reflection to share again… You have heard … Continue Reading Unknowing Worship
Heavy Blessing of Snow
Note: This poem is about renewal. It was prescheduled, so it is NOT about current events. Snow is snow, which is quite familiar in New England. As I would like … Continue Reading Heavy Blessing of Snow
All Is Well
This is a year of pandemic, recession, protests, riots, bitter contest, and division. This also happens to be the year that began with my decision to read works by mystics … Continue Reading All Is Well
As Autumn Leaves
The mask of bright-leafed gaiety drops away and displays the bare truth, vulnerable and thin without the show of exuberance. Let’s not pretend, you and I, that life is easy … Continue Reading As Autumn Leaves
Daughter
On the most recent Solemnity of Corpus Christi, I heard something in the familiar Gloria that I had never heard before. What struck me was calling the first Divine Person … Continue Reading Daughter
Thanking God & Six Years of Blogging
Why is it important for us to give thanks? What is it about gratitude that’s so good? We are told throughout the Bible that we humans must give thanks to … Continue Reading Thanking God & Six Years of Blogging
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
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
And the Child Cries
This happened in my local church, a couple of Sundays ago. The small child began to fuss noisily in the pews just as the Consecration was about to begin. “Oh … Continue Reading And the Child Cries
Becoming Me: A 3-D Adventure
“Whoa,” my friend said as she read the plaque next to the T Rex replica, which loomed over both of us in the Museum of Science. “It says that Tyrannosaurus rex … Continue Reading Becoming Me: A 3-D Adventure
Happy Birthday to Me
Tomorrow is my birthday. (Thank you for the kind thoughts! Yes, of course I can hear what’s in your head, silly.) This year, my birthday brings good news and bad … Continue Reading Happy Birthday to Me
What Is Love?
What is love? Well, that’s a question and a half, isn’t it? “All you need is love.” “Love is a battlefield.” “Looking for love in all the wrong places.” “What’s … Continue Reading What Is Love?
What Is the Soul?
We’ve past the midpoint of Lent! This makes some people happy, but, I enjoy the Lenten season and am always reluctant to have it end so quickly. Maybe you’re thinking … Continue Reading What Is the Soul?
Who Is God?
Lent is a good time to get back to basics, to the essentials. (Actually, anytime is a good time for that.) So, I’m sharing some words on the very basics … Continue Reading Who Is God?
Christina Chase 