Mother’s Day: Psalm 23

May 13, 2018 | blog, My Contemplative Heart, Parenting, Prayer

           God is my mother, I am safe in God’s love.                God invites me to climb up in her lap,                               Wrapped securely in her arms.                She runs her fingers through my hair                               And hums a lullaby...

Mother’s Day: Empty

May 10, 2018 | blog, My Contemplative Heart, Parenting, Prayer, Spiritual direction

For all who find Mother’s Day to be a painful moment, me too.   Empty. Lacking. Vacant. Forlorn. Empty. Tears streamed from my eyes even as the anesthesia wore off; the nurse said that I cried through the whole procedure, even as I slept. My hands caressed...

Empty

Aug 28, 2017 | blog

Empty. Lacking. Vacant. Forlorn. Empty. Tears streamed from my eyes even as the anesthesia wore off; the nurse said that I cried through the whole procedure, even as I slept. My hands caressed and held my empty abdomen and the sheer vacancy of life pushed my tears to...

Reflections on Palm Sunday

Apr 14, 2014 | Lent

There is a certain color of blue that is unique to a morning sky in the spring. It is not quite periwinkle but still has more purple than baby blue. This mysterious shade of blue serves in sharp contrast to the new leaves budding on trees. The brightness of the baby...

The Rules of Lent

Mar 4, 2014 | Examen, Lent

Be especially careful when you are trying to be good so that you don’t make a performance out of it. It might be good theater, but the God who made you won’t be applauding. When you do something for someone else, don’t call attention to yourself. You’ve seen them in...