It is amazing to think of the many moments of my day I allow frustration over feeling like I’m not in control to get the better of me. I often allow my expectations for perfection to affect my attitude, and ultimately my gratitude.
Those that have endured a long distance relationship know it takes trust, communication, patience, and a million other virtues.
Unlike the more terror-inducing traditions that happen on and around Halloween in the United States, Día de los Muertos attempts to instead demonstrate the joy that can be found when death isn’t dreaded, but embraced.
Because we wait so much, we can be tempted to think of Advent as just another time spent waiting for something to happen.
I recently entered an "official" relationship, and after entering dating status, he revealed to me that he is not a virgin. My heart hurts so much right now.
If I were to take a hard look at my day, I would notice a few things: what I often complain about is usually something I want in excess, not a need that isn’t being filled. For example, “I don’t have ANYTHING to wear” basically translates to “I want to buy new clothes because I’m bored by the ones in my closet.”
Ascend is a lectionary-based resource that walks any reader through the Sunday Mass readings (from the first Sunday in Advent all the way through Christ the King). Ascend provides clarity to the readings by overviewing important connections, word definitions, background information, and challenges the reader to reflect on the readings through prayer, journaling, and action. Ascend successfully educates and empowers us to be fully ready to receive the Word of God at Mass on Sunday.
Racism exists. It still exists. This is a nasty and humbling truth that we must face. However, I think it would be faulty to talk about racism, politics, and systems, without talking about ourselves first. It’s easy to point at groups of people on Twitter and be too prideful to […]
That’s where I was about a year and a half ago. I was still going to Church every Sunday, and I was involved in a youth group, but I wasn’t praying as much. Life slowly became less about loving God and loving the people around me, and more about what I wanted. Sin, and one form of sin in particular, started to make its way back into my life.
