
Most of us have felt that awkward moment of walking into a room and wondering where to sit. Do I belong here? Will anyone notice me? Should I try to look confident, even if I’m not?
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Most of us have felt that awkward moment of walking into a room and wondering where to sit. Do I belong here? Will anyone notice me? Should I try to look confident, even if I’m not?
Continue reading “When You’re Not the Guest of Honor”
With all the recent tragedy in Central Texas our hearts are heavy with the loss. In Houston, we know someone who was impacted by the devastation. Situations like these bring us face to face with the fact that our lives can end on this earth in an instant, despite our age.
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Last night, I found myself chasing a beautiful moon—driving a little slower, craning my neck between stoplights, then parking my car and literally chasing the moon trying to capture the moment before it slipped away. Its soft glow filled me with awe and wonder, pulling me backward in time, to a tiny nursery painted in the gentlest shade of sky. Above the crib hung a Hey Diddle Diddle print, the cat with the fiddle smiling down while the cow leapt forever over the moon.
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In the mystery of God’s love, suffering is never wasted. As Catholics, we hold a deep and paradoxical truth: that our pain, grief, and hardships can become a powerful gift—when united to Christ’s own suffering. We’re not mere spectators of Calvary. We are invited, through grace, to carry our sliver of the Cross and participate in the saving work of Christ.
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As I draw near to the Lord, I’m learning what it means to strive with all our strength to repel the enemy of our soul. We are in a spiritual battle whether we know it or not.
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There’s a quiet miracle happening in gardens and fields, on windowsills and forest floors. Flowers, even those rooted in shadow, bend toward the light. It’s not dramatic. It’s not loud. But it’s persistent. This movement—called phototropism—is a lifeline. Without light, the flower cannot bloom. Without turning, it begins to fade.
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As I contemplate further what it means to walk through the narrow gate, it really boils down to choice. Will I choose to walk through the open door of love?
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Perhaps the most haunting image in scripture is that of someone standing outside a locked door, knocking—only to hear the Lord respond, “I do not know where you are from.” It’s not a rejection, but a sorrowful truth: the relationship was never embraced. The door was open, but the invitation went unanswered.
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How good are you at detachment? God uses everything in our lives as opportunities to draw near but do we truly discern which is the better door we open?
Continue reading “Equal Mindedness”“All the things in this world are gifts of God, created for us, to be the means by which we can come to know him better, love him more surely, and serve him more faithfully.”
St. Ignatius of Loyola

As you reflect on your life, how are you being drawn to peace of heart? Is there a person or situation you are stirred up about to which you need to surrender? Is there something that touches your heart as unfair?
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