prayer
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Up
On the way home from a walk or run, I’ll often stop at the statue of Mary in front of our neighborhood chapel and pray. If I stand in front of her, I put my hands in hers as I ask for her intercession on my two children. I pray that she will be a…
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Renovation
We made our way to Saint Patrick’s Cathedral in NYC with little expectation, other than seeing a really pretty place while exploring the city on our quick family getaway. As we approached, I found myself awed by this old and holy place nestled within a city that is all about newness, power, money, and prestige.…
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Alternate Reality
Last night at dinner, my son asked if we had ever considered the possibility that each of us was the only person who had ever existed and that everyone and everything else in history was a figment of our imagination. My daughter replied that she hadn’t had that particular thought, but had pondered whether we…
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Connected
I got to music class early and set up my iPod dock first thing, as I always do. As the children came in, I was prepared and ready. I pressed play and within six seconds, the song abruptly shut off. “You need to charge it!,” yelled one of my students. Little kids are so technologically…
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Unwavering
I stopped in, as I sometimes do on a Wednesday, to the grotto at Stonehill to say a few prayers. I have been so much in need of direction lately, feeling a change that is in process but which I cannot yet see. It feels like a pulling or stretching, and it’s uncomfortable and exhausting,…
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Blessings
Ever since my children were in preschool, I have said a little prayer over them as I’ve dropped them off for the day. In those early years, it was so hard to leave them in someone else’s hands. Until they went to school, they grew in an environment that was controlled mostly by me. School…