Manna Joy

For thirty days I have been counting joys, counting eucharisteo and basking in thanksgiving.  For thirty days I have been grasping life by the tail and living, really living in every moment.   For thirty days I have put pen to paper and bled my heart in my journal while numbering 1000 gifts.  Some of those days the joys were boundless and I felt as if I could write for...
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Trusting Loneliness

I do not like to be alone.  Alone. Even the sound, the sight of that word causes my insides to hollow out, and panic to rise bitter in my throat.  The thought of being alone causes my back to become rigid with fear.  Until recently, alone, solitude, loneliness was not something that I would intentionally create.  I am afraid of loneliness.  Afraid that...
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Saving Grace

Do I want to be saved?  That is quite the question isn’t it?  Until this very moment, for me, salvation has meant a mystical point in time, held suspended in my past, an event that is catalogued into the magical moments that happen once in a lifetime.  It has become a way to answer the question “When did you become born again?”  I can barely recall the...
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Timeless Beauty

Who has the time?  That question has become the excuse that is uttered at the end of every sentence that starts with – “I should spend more time…  reading, praying, sacrificing, exercising, cleaning, cooking, being still, being quiet – but who has the time?”  Time as I have seen it has been my enemy – I have chased it, tracked it, beaten it and...
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Gratitude and Living

On January 26,2012 I stood humbly before my Creator and there in the palm of my hand I held a stone… That stone symbolized my fears, my inadequacies and a lifetime of pain. It was all I had, all that I could scrounge together as an offering. I was certain that God would reject my gift, certain that He would snub it or that He would politely accept it and then set it aside as one does...
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