My first memory of God was at my private Catholic school, the “Crucifixion.” Kitty-corner to the school sat the church, and we had Mass before school most days, plus church again on Sundays. I remember sitting in the creaky, smelly pews, and being taught by an old, fire-and-brimstone priest. I remember wanting God. Wanting hisContinue reading “Penance and Performance: Finding the God Who Already Found Me”
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Love Stronger Than Death, Grief Deeper Than Words
I’ve been turning this over in my heart lately—the quiet, creeping fear that shows up when the house is still and my thoughts get too loud. For a long time, I thought I was afraid of death. Afraid of my children dying; afraid of losing the ones, the three, I love most. It sounds reasonable,Continue reading “Love Stronger Than Death, Grief Deeper Than Words”
When a Wife asks for a Nap: The Quiet Strength That Heals or Hurts a Home
There is a moment in marriage that does not look dramatic on the outside — but changes something quietly and deeply on the inside.It’s the moment when a mother, depleted, sick herself, having just poured every remaining ounce of strength into her home and her children, finally asks:“Can I rest now?”And the answer is no.Continue reading “When a Wife asks for a Nap: The Quiet Strength That Heals or Hurts a Home”
When the Spark Fades: Loving Through the Seasons of Change
When I first fell in love with my husband, it felt so easy.He was kind to his family. Rooted in the church. Handsome in a way that felt safe and steady. He had a quiet strength — a leader’s heart and a loyal soul. I felt secure knowing I was building a life with someoneContinue reading “When the Spark Fades: Loving Through the Seasons of Change”
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