A reflection on the gift of friendship.
I left the kids home with my husband for the entire. Saturday. morning. while I went out to Mass, breakfast, and Adoration with another mom friend.
We were able to actually pray during Mass (imagine that). We talked and laughed for over an hour as we ate our entire breakfast without sharing (another miracle). Then we spent a half hour in the adoration chapel in silence (I saw your jaw drop at that one)!
Understatement of the year: We had a great time. Continue reading “The Gift of Friendship”
Today, my God, I don’t ask you for anything. I just want to be with You and adore You in Your majesty.
God, You are beautiful in creation.
Your design is amazing. From the intricate details of the tiniest bug to the great design of the entire universe, Your plan is incredible.
How did you think of so many beautiful things to fill such a blank canvas? You are infinitely creative. Continue reading “A Prayer of Praise to the Holy Trinity”
Only God can convert. My job is to evangelize. A letter to a friend who doesn’t yet embrace the Faith, and a reflection for those who have friends and family whom they desperately want to see come home to the Church.
My Dear Friend,
I can’t convert you.
But have you ever heard of Saul?
The early Christians were on fire with the Faith. They taught about Jesus all the time and everywhere.
But Saul wasn’t buying it.
No, more than that. Saul hated it. Continue reading “My Dear Friend, I Can’t Convert You”
Remember to live for Heaven, because death will come like a thief in the night.
I’ve never been so close to death.
The car was silent. My kids were sound asleep, safely strapped into their 5-point carseats. I swung my car around and backed it between the two white lines up to the curb and the grassy divider.
I turned the car off and hopped down from the grey cloth driver’s seat onto the hard black asphalt. I side-stepped around the car and up onto the divider to open the back hatch, quickly removed the stroller, and hustled back around the car to release my kids from their restraints.
I opened the back door and climbed into the car to unbuckle my one-year old.
Suddenly the furious screeching of brakes and the squealing crunch of metal against metal shattered the silence. Continue reading “What I Learned From a Brush With Death”
The Quiet Years: a guide to embracing the ordinary.
In a world of information and connection, we can be tempted to share every detail of every moment of our children’s lives.
The adorable thing they said.
The Lego they built.
The meal they ate (or refused to eat) for lunch.
Since every moment is precious and important, we feel we must shout it out loud for all the world to know.
The Quiet Years
But Your childhood, Jesus, is in stark contrast to this attitude. The first 30 years of Your life were the quiet years. Continue reading “A Reflection on the Quiet Years of Jesus’ Life”
When you can’t hear God’s words, look for them instead.
Lord Jesus, I struggle to know what You’re saying to me when I can’t hear Your voice.
I close my eyes. I take a deep breathe. I’m listening.
I don’t hear anything. But in my mind’s eye I see something. Continue reading “How to See God’s Message”
Help God answer your prayers: how to work alongside Him in the kitchen just like my kids do for me at home.
God my Father, I love the moments when Your Divine Plan shines through the ordinary. You were with me today in the midst of my normal family life.
In my kids’ eyes, I can do anything. And I DO do most things for them. I cook them dinner, I tie their shoes, I even tidy up their toys after they’re in bed.
And I take joy in being able to meet their needs. To give to them. To serve them.
But I’m not really omnipotent like they think I am. Continue reading “God Needs Your Help in the Kitchen”
How to reduce the anxiety caused by digging up memories of your most embarrassing moments.
To my 10-year old brother, it was a funny question. “What is your most embarrassing moment?” he asked, “Mine is when I asked my friend to marry me and she said no.” His thin frame shook in laughter.
I tried to think of a moment to share. As I sifted through the memories, I felt my heart beat faster and the heat rise to my cheeks . Each new stupid thing I had done spun me further down the vortex of anxiety.
I had to get this game over with before I broke out in a sweat. Continue reading “Embarrassing Confessions: How to Leave the Past in the Past”
How the story of the Pharisee and the Tax Collector renewed my desire to make good confessions and pursue daily growth in virtue.
The humble, familiar voice of the pastor read the even more familiar story of the Pharisee and the Tax Collector. Without warning, the story suddenly hit me at a new level.
Continue reading “Are You Ready to Make a Better Confession?”
A lesson from Martha and Mary on the importance of adding love to your to-do list
I just finished making a to-do list for the day
- important phone call
- school work
- dinner (plan and prep)
- de-clutter the living room (i.e. project: find the tabletops)
- try not to freak out.
I feel my stress level rising. Put that to-do list on hold!
Time to pray.
Continue reading “One Important Item Missing From Your To-Do List”