Sometimes I’m Too Tired to Pray
Sometimes I am too tired to pray. Some nights I lay down and I don’t think twice about it. I…
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Sometimes I am too tired to pray. Some nights I lay down and I don’t think twice about it. I…
Continue ReadingI stood in the forest we had walked countless times with him. The once lush green foliage had surrendered to…
Continue Reading“Remember who you belong to” is the phrase I tell my teen every morning when she leaves for school, every…
Continue ReadingSo much of Easter is spent focusing on Jesus's broken body, and rightly so. It paints the most graphic picture.…
Continue ReadingI look around the church and see the many familiar faces who make up the congregation. I see the grandpas…
Continue ReadingThe cross inside Notre Dame Cathedral still stands. Yes, the cross still stands. While life may burn down around us,…
Continue ReadingIf you had a bad day, it’s OK. If you’re wondering how you are going to make it through this…
Continue ReadingI never thought I was the “Christian” type. I’m not prim and proper. I’m not a goody-goody. I’m not a…
Continue ReadingI see it everywhere. “Marry the guy who…” Some are serious. Others are silly. Some lists are long. Others are…
Continue ReadingWe were on our way to a neighborhood barbecue, and I could feel my heart starting to race. I pulled…
Continue ReadingIt’s been a long time, Grief Chair, since I have visited you. Oh, how I miss you! I walk buy…
Continue ReadingOriginally published on the author's blog Hey you, yeah you . . . the bleary-eyed mom at the bus stop with…
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