making sense of life in the details
The following is a transcript from the Raised Catholic podcast. To listen to the podcast, click here. Today is episode 47: Memento Mori Hi friends. This past week we’ve had All Saints Day, All Souls Day, and I’ve had my own little triduum of important days, too. This week, I remembered my Mom’s last day on Earth nine... Continue Reading →
Today is Good Friday. I listened to the soundtrack from Jesus Christ Superstar as I took a long walk and asked God to help me enter into His story. I experienced a shock of realizing just how clueless everyone around Jesus was as He lived, taught, and died. I’m forty-nine years old, and I’ve experienced a lot... Continue Reading →
I’m having a hard time today. I found I didn’t want to get out of bed and face another day filled with the same stresses, fears, and challenges we’ve been facing for weeks. I’ve been working hard to find the positive, and as a person of faith, to find the resurrection part of all this... Continue Reading →
Oh friends, watch this bean. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w77zPAtVTuI It was dead, basically, the by-product of an earlier productive and blossoming life. Found itself dried out and useless, buried in the quiet and the dark. It stayed like that for a long time. Then something within itself started breaking and shifting. Preprogrammed for growth, it sent out roots... Continue Reading →
Early in an authentic Christian walk, it’s all about relationship. A new knowledge and hope in the person of Jesus and the knowledge of how intimately and wholly we are known and loved fills our spirits with a light we never knew before. And so we want to tell everyone, and we do, spreading the... Continue Reading →
“We’re not going to do the snowman song today, are we?” a four-year old boy asked me as I was setting up for music class at the local children’s museum. I wasn’t clear on what he said or meant in the moment, but then his Mom apologetically reminded me about a class about four weeks... Continue Reading →
Someone posed this question at my daughter’s post-high school graduation dinner: If given the choice, would you rather know HOW you were going to die or WHEN you were going to die? Now, before anyone piles on about the appropriateness of the timing of this particularly morbid question at that particularly hopeful event, you should... Continue Reading →
I recently heard the strange story of a shepherd and his son who were driving on a dirt road adjacent to their fields. When the father saw that his sheep were grazing on a crop of alfalfa, he jumped out of his truck, hopped a fence, and proceeded to stab each one of the sheep.... Continue Reading →
