A misconception people have of single people is that they have more time. As Christmas draws closer, the hustle and bustle takes over people’s lives, and it seems like there is less time to do everything. In the midst of this a few years ago, I remember telling a mom with children that I was… Continue reading Making Advent Purposeful
WELCOME YOUR GUEST And Joseph too went up from Galilee from the town of Nazareth to Judea, to the city of David that is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and family of David, to be enrolled with Mary, his betrothed, who was with child. While they were there, the time came for… Continue reading Jesus is Coming: Welcome Your Guest
SET THE TABLE Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, heartfelt compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience, bearing with one another and forgiving one another, if one has a grievance against another; as the Lord has forgiven you, so must you also do. And over all these put on love, that is, the… Continue reading Jesus is Coming: Set the Table
PREPARE THE FOOD I am the living bread that came down from heaven; whoever eats this bread will live forever; and the bread that I will give is my flesh for the life of the world.” The Jews quarreled among themselves, saying, “How can this man give us [his] flesh to eat?” Jesus said to them,… Continue reading Jesus is Coming: Prepare the Food
One of my favorite songs in the Easter season is, “Were you there?” It is sung with faith and often tears in my eyes. It is a time of repentance followed by a joyous Easter Sunday celebration. The Lenten season is like a spring cleaning for our soul; out with sin to give room &… Continue reading Jesus is Coming!
He was squirming in my arms. Typical for our time at Mass. Being three is tough and he just wanted church to be over. I held him in my arms and pulled him close, chest to chest. “What is my heart saying to your heart?” I whispered in his ear. He pulled back a bit… Continue reading A new kind of heart to heart
I have eight children. Four of them I get to raise, and four of them were lost before birth. Losing my babies was painful of course. Most days I do well, but occasionally my spirit still feels raw. Years later, I still think about them. Never having gotten to know my babies, I still wonder… Continue reading Why I’m Grateful for My Miscarried Babies