Trust me, I’m the first to admit that it can be tempting to buy into the “me, myself, and I” anthem and get carried away with taking care of me and only me.
Usually I do the whole fasting thing to the extreme. I still take care of myself but I give up a lot of extra things like chocolate, candy, meat, cheese, etc. the list goes on.
If you’ve ever tried your hand at rock climbing, perhaps you can see how there is lot to learn about God in the metaphor of this sport.
Because we wait so much, we can be tempted to think of Advent as just another time spent waiting for something to happen.
But she realized that it was her littleness and child-like faith that made her precious to God, and so it was precious to her, too.
Truthfully, every person created possesses a unique part of God's heart that He wants the world to see, so trying to be like someone else is denying the world part of God's heart.
In the wake of tragedy, it’s a question that begs our attention, and for good reason. We ask how a loving God could let something so destructive happen, and how a loving God responds to all of it.
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.
As a kid, I thought, “How can both men and women be in the image of God? We don’t look the same!” Part of me started to worry that only men truly had that privilege and that I, being a girl, would never find my place in God’s plan or in the Church.