We’ve all walked that road.
Not the dusty path outside Jerusalem, but the one paved with questions, heartache, and quiet longing. The road where hope feels distant and God seems silent. And yet—like the disciples in Luke’s Gospel—we’re not alone. Someone walks beside us.
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We live in a world where sin is committed boldly, without shame, without fear, under the watchful gaze of Heaven. And yet, what’s even more astonishing is not our audacity before God, but our demands of Him. We ask for mercy while showing none. We expect indulgence from the Most High, while refusing the smallest slight from our neighbor.
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In a world that urges us to “find ourselves,” St. Teresa of Avila offers a strikingly different path: we come to know ourselves not by gazing inward alone, but by lifting our eyes to God.
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“You know well that Our Lord does not look so much at the greatness of our actions, nor even at their difficulty, as at the love with which we do them.”
— St. Thérèse of Lisieux, Story of a Soul
“Each woman who lives in the light of eternity can fulfill her vocation, no matter if it is in marriage, in a religious order, or in a worldly profession.” — Edith Stein
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In the rush of daily life—amid deadlines, dishes, and the quiet ache of uncertainty—it is a profound consolation to remember that the Lord Jesus takes the initiative. He does not wait for us to arrive at perfection or clarity. He comes to us.
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There are seasons when the soul feels parched—when the journey stretches long and the heart grows weary. In those moments, it’s easy to cry out, to question, to feel forgotten. And yet, even in our rebellion, God does not abandon us. He offers healing in the most unexpected way: through the very thing that wounds us, lifted high and transformed.
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There are days I wonder: Do I really have faith?
Not because I’ve stopped believing, but because I don’t always feel it.
Remembering is sacred. It’s more than recalling the past—it’s entering into it spiritually, allowing memory to guide healing and hope. The Eucharist itself is a living remembrance: “Do this in memory of me.” Through it, Catholics unite with Christ’s sacrifice and the promise of redemption.
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Smitten With Goodness 