finding hope in a busy world
The glorification of Pope Benedict XVI after his death has me feeling conflicted. I do not doubt he is a holy man. His dedication to recording the teachings of the Church is to be admired. But also, his view and treatment of the LGBTQ community caused chaos and deep division in the Church. In creating… Continue reading a holy man
New years demand new goals, but. But who says this must be so. Nature begs to differ. January is our hibernation month, rejecting all that is new in favor of a return to the grounding roots of life. January is a month of recuperation and rejuvenation.The month we emerge from the chaos, holding strong to… Continue reading new year same goals
I’m mostly writing this post for my friends who only follow the blog, because I’ve made myself rather clear on my social media. Maybe I’m also writing it for myself, as a marker of where I stand in this moment of time as a Catholic. When I woke up Friday morning, one of the first… Continue reading dignity of life
We (almost) always go to Mass. But on the days we don’t, I don’t worry about my mortal soul. Here is the reality of our situation. Sometimes we’re busy. Sometimes we’re tired. Sometimes dragging that rebellious teen to Mass creates more harm than good. None of those times do I feel as if missing Mass… Continue reading shoulds of mass
Just yesterday, the governor of Idaho, a state filled with people who I love dearly, enacted a strict abortion law modeled after Texas’s and I’m getting nervous. Not because these laws are about abortion, but because the people in power are claiming that this is their right; that this is what the people in their… Continue reading on idaho
Why be Catholic? I usually have an answer at the ready, whether it be memorized, or repeated, or straight from my soul. But sometimes I ask myself that question and none of the answers feel like quite enough, so I take a moment to dig deeper. Why? Why be Christian? Okay, now a few more… Continue reading why be catholic
There are days when I look at the tenuous thread connecting me to Catholicism and wonder when it will fray, allowing me to drift away. There are days when my sturdy, ropey connection to Catholicism makes me feel supported, strengthening my resolve to speak up on issues that break with God’s love. The loves that… Continue reading barely holding on
Matthew 6:21 tells us, "for where your treasure is, there also will your heart be." I protect time like Frodo protects the Ring, so I should be able to look at where the bulk of my time is spent to see what is most important to me. Yet when I look at my life, much of… Continue reading treasure, time, and heart
This week something miraculous happened. A simple website popped up allowing us to request four Covid tests to be shipped to our home. If you have ever been intimately involved in anything the government produces, this rapid simplicity was nothing short of a miracle. And yet, people are fussing. I get it. If you’re not… Continue reading four tests
Growing up, we had one Catholic church in town. We had no choice of community, no priest to follow, no beautiful parish building to choose. St. Anne’s was ours. Named after the mother of Mary, our church was the welcoming grandmother to the whole entire town, no matter who we were or where we came… Continue reading one year later
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