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When she told them that He had told her "Everything she had ever done"~ I've always assumed that was all the bad things --five husbands and all-- But, "everything" includes more, does it not? Maybe He also told her all of the beautiful things she had done, All the selfless ways She brightened the world... Continue Reading →
I have several ideas for linoblock cuts. One I've already started, and it's in my room. It's the largest one I've ever done and I started it, got a little scared, and stopped. I knew I wanted to make a different one, too, simpler, and I purchased the block for the simpler one. That, too,... Continue Reading →
My family attends the Easter Vigil, a service that starts at sundown and stretches for hours and hours until midnight is passed. We started years ago, when some of my family members became Catholic, because it is that day when adults and children not-still-babies are anointed with oil and water and prayers. But, I digress.... Continue Reading →
YALLA HABIBI. (^Do you live in an area highly populated by Arabic-speakers? If so, that makes sense. If not: "Let's go, my love.") YO, DOG, there are some really, interesting, exciting developments in the Catholic church (A) across the world because the Holy Spirit is always active* and (B) in Detroit. And we're going to... Continue Reading →
This guy walked out of mass with me today and he said, "Hey, I'm not sure what I should do for Lent." Oh, rly. Leeeeent. See, I kind of know what I should do. Here's the deal: if I just do something fluffy and lame like, "Jesus, reveal your heart to mine, OK, amen,"... Continue Reading →
A blessing, sweet Jesus, a blessing I ask your blessing tonight Bless my home and my friends, All assigned odds and ends, That all would turn out alright. A blessing, sweet Jesus, a blessing As I strive to do your will Amidst the questions in my mind And the struggle to be kind I pray... Continue Reading →
This past year my friend, Kathryn, joined a convent. She sent me a Christmas card and she was like, "You should write something about the Incarnation." Since buying gifts for nuns is hard anyway, this is kind of her Christmas present. Merry Christmas, Sistah Kate. It's not the best, but I tried. (Also, I have... Continue Reading →
That night there were homeless, abiding in the alleys and crevices of buildings, keeping watch over their assorted plastic grocery bags by night. And they weren't your down-on-their-luck homeless who just need a stroke of good fortune and they'll be back in a good job and an apartment again. No, these are the kind who... Continue Reading →
They say that the waves on my beloved Lake Michigan reached a height of twenty feet last week--crests of far-flung fresh spray spouting into the grey sky. I love the Great Lakes: their wide expanses of blue touch me every time I travel to see them--I could look at them for hours. Often, on vacation,... Continue Reading →
