Who Does He Say I Am?

Just a few weeks into a new relationship with my chosen word for 2021, co·​op·​er·​a·​tion (which I wrote about in my last post here), I guess you could say we are still in the “honeymoon phase”, the two of us. More specifically, my connection with cooperation centers around the concept of working with Divine Grace…

Say “Yes” to the Mess

As we kick off Advent 2020 today, I am grateful to have been given the opportunity to retell an old story in a new way that was published in this month’s edition of Christ is Our Hope Magazine. I invite you to join me this Advent in saying “Yes” to the Mess and finding Love…

Gone, but Still Near

Always pouring forth lavish and extravagant love. That is how I remember her. We each took turns visiting her for an overnight at her apartment above a storefront on Milwaukee Avenue in Libertyville. There were trips to the movie theater and trips to the park next door. There were visits to the bakery for fresh…

An Abundance of Life Shrouded by the Dormancy of Winter

Although I may live in one of the tiniest houses in my suburban Chicago town, the best part about it is its location. What I didn’t realize or really even notice when my husband and I planted roots in our neighborhood sixteen years ago, just a mere two blocks away there exists an 19th century…

When What We Consume Consumes Us

Aday or two before the dreaded time change back in the beginning of November, I threw out a few questions to my Facebook friends in regards to how to face the dreaded darkness that was about to descend upon us:  What are your most successful coping strategies for adjusting and thriving? Or even just surviving?…

Becoming More Than

After investing a whole lot of time listening to the testimonies in the Impeachment Hearings for many days last week, this past weekend I decided to immerse myself in what might just be the antithesis of all that is happening between political parties in our nation’s capitol and between citizens of goodwill all around our…

The Antonym of Me: Responding to Hate with Love

The burden of helplessness is so very heavy. I feel it in my bones as I drag them around all week trying to accomplish even the basic tasks required by life. Everything demands extra effort and I am tired. Collapsing on the sofa after work, I find myself asleep hours before my normal bed time….

Light Waiting to be Found in the Shade of the Forest

After a week of some seriously formidable heat which forced all attempts at exercise to be done inside the confines of an air conditioned sweat box called “the gym”, this morning’s 70 degree temps, coupled with low humidity was a much welcomed invitation to return to nature. These past days have also been filled with…

Hardness of Heart is No Match for Bold Love

  Yesterday morning, after a long hiatus, I stopped by sacredspace.ie to hang out with the Irish Jesuits. Since 1999, they have hosted a website which guides users through a wee bit of daily prayer. Not only does it offer to me a quick connection with my God, but it does double duty–it connects me…