My Walk Down the Aisle

This past week I was left breathless and inspired at the same moment. My daddy Jim, the man whose love for my mother gave me life, breathed his last breath. It was a sudden death that brought him into eternal life. His life inspired me in more ways than a three minute eulogy can ever proclaim and to this moment he continues to inspire me.

Where Have You Been?

We, like the Samaritan woman, continually ask God, 'Where have you been?' or 'Where were you?' when relationships or life don't go the way we planned.

The thing is God never asks us, 'Where have you been' because He knows where we've been. He knows the websites, the parties, the rooms we have entered, and the bottles we have opened to satisfy our thirst. He knows the relationships we have been in and the lines we have crossed emotionally, physically, and sexually. And yet, He sits at the wall of the well waiting for us to discover Him and accept His mercy and love.

Rejoice?: The Aftermath of a School Shooting

It was Gaudete Sunday and as the third candle of the Advent Wreath was lit at Mass we were called to rejoice, but my heart didn't really feel like rejoicing. A prayer intention for the victims and their families and what seemed to be a small mention of Friday's heartbreak during the homily didn't seem enough to express what so many of our hearts were feeling.

How can we rejoice, God?

In the midst of all of this pain and hurt how can we rejoice today, this week, or on Christmas morning?

Rejoice?: The Aftermath of a School Shooting

It was Gaudete Sunday and as the third candle of the Advent Wreath was lit at Mass we were called to rejoice, but my heart didn't really feel like rejoicing. A prayer intention for the victims and their families and what seemed to be a small mention of Friday's heartbreak during the homily didn't seem enough to express what so many of our hearts were feeling.

How can we rejoice, God?

In the midst of all of this pain and hurt how can we rejoice today, this week, or on Christmas morning?