Surrender

Jochebed knew her baby boy was in danger, as were all of the firstborn sons of Israel. She hid Moses as long as she could and then, with no options remaining, prepared a basket, coated it in tar and pitch, and placed the child in it to float among the reeds along the bank of... Continue Reading →

Listen

I’ve been having the hardest time hearing God in prayer, and so today, I asked some friends to listen for me. What they said changed everything. For the longest time, I had what felt like a pretty clear channel between me and God. I said all-the-things and sometimes I heard back with images, words, or... Continue Reading →

All Hands In

We were at the wake of our friend, Fr. Joe, when I saw the most beautiful prayer. A young man kneeled at the casket, held his open hands out so that his fingertips just touched, and closed his eyes. He then raised his open hands to his forehead, touching it briefly, and then got up... Continue Reading →

Burn

Last week, I burned my hands badly. Like, large-mug-filled-with-boiling-water-slips-out-of-your-hands badly. When it happened, I rushed to the sink to let the cold water flow while I prayed for limited damage. When it was time to sleep, I wrapped a wet towel around my hand and waited for morning. In the light of day, the damage... Continue Reading →

Hands

When Martha and Mary lost their brother, Lazarus, and heard that Jesus was on the way to see them, they had two very different reactions. Martha went out to meet Him, while Mary remained sitting in the house. This is no surprise. After all, Martha is the sister who cooked, cleaned, and prepared everything when... Continue Reading →

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