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”
“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”
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.”
I met some missionaries!
On Monday a crew of people showed up at my little-church for noon:fifteen mass and I was like, “Hey.” And they were like, “We’re from Colorado on mission to Detroit.” So I was like, “Cool story, bro, I’m going to sit over here and pray.” Not really, but kind of. Then I saw them againContinueContinue reading “I met some missionaries!”
There’s been a lot going on
When I drove back from Chicago I called my priest-friend (crying) (bless him) All, “How do I do this?” And “this” meant life in general And he agreed to pray for me “For an hour, if you need it” So we prayed. He asked God to give me patience And I thought that was kindContinueContinue reading “There’s been a lot going on”
Someone asked me what I wanted
That one friend asked me what I wanted and I said I didn’t know and he got awful fired up, “OH MY GOSH,” he said, with his exasperated-voice, “Go and figure out what you want.” So…I started. I want time for prayer. I want time in nature. I want slow days and beautiful, unwinding adventure.ContinueContinue reading “Someone asked me what I wanted”
The uppity ups and the downity downs. Such is community life.
Paul has mono. This is unfortunate. His voice sounds like maybe how your voice would sound if (1) you were trying to talk but also trying to gargle saltwater at the same time, so your mouth was full and your lips couldn’t close and your head was tilted back at an odd angle and (2)ContinueContinue reading “The uppity ups and the downity downs. Such is community life.”
Hope and other things
Saturday was my birfday. My mom (and dad) gave me a ring that I saw earlier in the year. I mentioned to my mother that I liked it, that I wanted to buy it, and she was like, “Or, you can just wait for it…” So, I did. And then it was mine, on Saturday.ContinueContinue reading “Hope and other things”
Seashell Nell 