A meditation on discovering God through nature.
I pull the laces tight on my sneakers and stretch my legs for a springtime walk in the woods.
As I follow the dirt path, hard packed by many feet before me, I keep my eyes fixed downward to avoid tripping.
My focus is on the path before me. Bumps and twists fill my view. Rocks crop up out of the ground, threatening to stub my toes. Continue reading “Finding Jesus in a Springtime Walk”
Today’s the feast of Pentecost.
Find the Mass Readings here: Pentecost, May 20, 2018 Continue reading “#MyMassTakeaway: Pentecost”
#MyMassTakeaway for the 7th Sunday of Easter.
Find the Mass Readings here: 7th Sunday of Easter, May 13, 2018 Continue reading “The Transformative Power of a Name”
A meditation on the Joyful Mysteries of the Holy Rosary for a family who will be moving soon.
We’re counting down the days until the big move.
Everyone has something to be excited for: a new job, a new house, a lovely yard, and a welcoming neighborhood. We have an ice cream store and a beach right down the road. Five plus parishes to choose from.
But the upheaval in our life is undeniable. We’re all feeling the stress of moving away from family and friends. The house is a mess. And our emotions can be even messier. Continue reading “Family Move? How to Pray the Joyful Mysteries”
Today’s the 6th Sunday in Easter.
Find the Mass Readings here: 6th Sunday in Easter, May 6, 2018 Continue reading “#MyMassTakeaway: Called to Love”
Today’s the 4th Sunday of Easter.
Find the Mass Readings here: 4th Sunday of Easter, April 22, 2018 Continue reading “#MyMassTakeaway: Going Somewhere”
Today’s the 3rd Sunday of Easter
Find the Mass Readings here: 3rd Sunday of Easter, April 15, 2018 Continue reading “#MyMassTakeaway: Surprise!”
Today’s the 2nd Sunday in Easter – Divine Mercy Sunday.
Find the Mass Readings here: Divine Mercy Sunday, April 8, 2018 Continue reading “#MyMassTakeaway: Surrender (Divine Mercy Sunday)”
The Mass is the heartbeat of the Church.
We called her Bamas.
She was my dad’s mom. She had a collection of unique accents in her home that I always loved as a kid. Her blown-glass balls sparkling in the windows. Her vintage Mrs. Butterworths jars lining the shelf in the foyer. Her statues of portly friars adorning the living room.
By my favorite was the tangle of brass bells hanging on her door. Continue reading “It Sounds Like Home”