“Look, Mom,” my 6yo Son, Hero, whisper-exclaims as he snuggles into my arm, “It’s your favorite part of Mass!”
The priest elevates the chalice and the host, proclaiming, “Behold the Lamb of God! Behold him who takes away the sins of the world.”
That part of Mass gets me every time. Continue reading “Behold the Lamb of God: My Favorite Part of Mass”
Today’s the 14th Sunday in Ordinary Time.
Find the Mass Readings here: 14th Sunday in Ordinary Time, July 8, 2018 Continue reading “#MyMassTakeaway: A Thorn in My Side”
A recipe for the best muffins ever, and a reflection on charisms to go with it.
Well, we did it.
We made the big move. Thankfully, we had a plethora of family and friends available to help us over the weekend.
On Saturday, everyone got together at our old apartment and helped us load the moving truck. You should have seen it, we got the job done in 2 hours. I couldn’t believe how quickly it went.
Then on Sunday, we hit the early Mass, and a caravan of cars made the drive to our rental house. We unloaded the truck, put everything in the right rooms, and even assembled beds and got furniture set up.
By the end of the day, our house felt like home. Continue reading “A Charism of Hospitality and Unbelievable Apple Crisp Muffins”
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”
Life is sacred in its creation.
It’s sacred from the moment it springs into existence. The very moment a human sperm fertilizes a human egg, and God blesses it with the gift of a soul.
Life is sacred in its vulnerability. It’s sacred while at the mercy of its mother for 9 months in the womb. It’s sacred in the helplessness of old age. And in the beautiful needs of illness and disability.
Life is sacred when it needs protection.
The least of these stir up our love and compassion. They exude unspoken pleas for protection. We fight for their rights.
But our fight doesn’t end there.
Life is also sacred in its living. Continue reading “Life is Sacred in its Living”
Why do we call God “Father?” Exploring the Catholic Church’s teaching on God’s paternal and maternal qualities, and clarifying the use of gender-based titles.
Can we call God, “Our Mother?” I mean, after all, we call Him “Father” even though we know God is neither male nor female. So what’s the big deal with replacing one title for another?
If you’re new to my blog, I’ll have you know: I’m Catholic. Strictly Catholic. I adhere to all the teachings of the Roman Catholic Church, even the ones I may not fully understand.
As a Catholic, I believe that God reveals Truth to us in three ways:
- Sacred Scripture
- The Magisterium (official teachings of the Church).
And it’s there I turned to find the answer to this question. Continue reading “Is God our Mother?”
A mindfulness-based meditation, exploring and appreciating the beauty of God’s creation.
What do you see?
I see the hills bumping up against the sky. They’re crowned with trees. A vibrant red dominates the leaves, but it’s softened by warm yellows and oranges. A hint of green still remains here and there, a remnant of the fading summer.
I see the paths cut through the foliage. Cleared away to make room for roads and power lines and buildings. Evidence of civilization. But I wonder what it was like in its original state. A wild sort of order. The chaotic beauty that God created it to be. Continue reading “A Mountain Meditation: practicing Catholic mindfulness”
Today’s the 23rd Sunday in Ordinary Time.
Find the Mass Readings here: 23rd Sunday in Ordinary Time, September 10, 2017 Continue reading “#mymasstakeaway 23rd Sunday in ordinary time”
A reflection on Sunday’s Gospel
At that time Jesus withdrew to the region of Tyre and Sidon. And behold, a Canaanite woman of that district came and called out, “Have pity on me, Lord, Son of David! My daughter is tormented by a demon.” But he did not say a word in answer to her. His disciples came and asked him, “Send her away, for she keeps calling out after us.” He said in reply, “I was sent only to the lost sheep of Israel.” But the woman came and did him homage, saying, “Lord, help me.” He said in reply, “It is not right to take the food of the children and throw it to the dogs.” She said, “Please, Lord, for even the dogs eat the scraps that fall from the table of their masters.” Then Jesus said to her in reply, “O woman, great is your faith! Let it be done for you as you wish.” And her daughter was healed from that hour. – Matthew 15:21-28
What are You trying to teach me, Jesus? Continue reading “Christlike: don’t give them leftovers”