In Christianity, there is a prayer given to us by Jesus. It’s called the “Lord’s Prayer” by some, but I hear it called the “Our Father” in Catholic circles, and so that’s what I call it here. Just so ya know. Not last weekend (Halloween/ All Saints Day), but the weekend before, I lost myContinueContinue reading “What if you didn’t know the Our Father?”
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Living, dying, and both well
A few weeks ago, I met some old-but-far-flung friends halfway between their distant homes and mine. My friends, Lauren and Mica, are sisters; we’ve been friends since grade school for real, though. We drove out after work, exchanged happy greetings and unloaded at the farmhouse where we would be staying the night. And then, weContinueContinue reading “Living, dying, and both well”
Eucalyptus
Two hundred years ago, in 2011, I walked a bit of the Camino de Santiago. Sometimes life has a way of surprising you, you who show up with skeletal “plans” or maybe “visions.” Ha. Hahahahaha. Almost a year before I walked the Camino, my brother had sent me a link to the Wikipedia article aboutContinueContinue reading “Eucalyptus”
Abundant Grace
Sometimes I wonder to myself, “How do people even get married?” Weddings seem so bizarrely beautiful. This man and this woman, promising lives and fidelity to each other forever and ever (well, until they die, at least). But how? How do people look at each other and decide this? How do they get to aContinueContinue reading “Abundant Grace”
“The best we have to offer”–A thought on ministry
Last summer I went and stayed at an all-girls Catholic sleep-away camp. For a week. Honestly, it was probably because they were short on helpful adult-chaperone-ladies, so I was asked by someone who knew someone and then, wouldn’t you know it: bam. A week in a cabin full of 13/ 14 year-old girls. Now, myContinueContinue reading ““The best we have to offer”–A thought on ministry”
La luna nublada
I was asked to share, at a meeting, what my experience in Philadelphia was like. So I wrote these jumbled words. Enjoy. ============================================================= The moment that sticks with me Is the moment, under the clouded moon, where they wouldn’t let me in to the gated-off city center, so instead I stood, shivering/ stranded/ crestfallen inContinueContinue reading “La luna nublada”
Nehemiah was cup-bearer to the King.
Sometimes, on some days, I drive my car un-mapped through the city; I weave through Detroit free of any direction except for the basic understanding of north-south-east-west. Yesterday was one of those days. The air was mild, the sky clear, And I drove with my windows down and my arm out-stretched and my hair blowingContinueContinue reading “Nehemiah was cup-bearer to the King.”
My garden/ my life.
My garden had a weird summer. I feel like this is code for: I had a weird summer. So, that’s where this post is going. Now you have been notified. So: back to my garden. I feel like a lot of elements were working against my garden. For one, many of my perennials never evenContinueContinue reading “My garden/ my life.”
Wherein I protest Planned Parenthood, but the Satanists show up to support
I’ve been trying to think of how to approach this for the past few days, and I’m failing. Crash and burn on all of my brainstorms. 🙂 But, then I realized: I studied journalism. I can just start with the story, right? Last Friday my mom said to me, “Hey, do you want to prayContinueContinue reading “Wherein I protest Planned Parenthood, but the Satanists show up to support”
St. Max Kolbe plus Joshua plus Marshwiggles. Welcome to my brain.
Today is August 14. Today is the “Feast day” of St. Maximilian Kolbe. I did the math on the side of the desk-calendar the previous lady left here. On this day, ninety-four years ago, one of the infamous Nazi “doctors” walked down the stone steps into the dark dungeon where Kolbe had been left, withContinueContinue reading “St. Max Kolbe plus Joshua plus Marshwiggles. Welcome to my brain.”
Seashell Nell 