A Writer’s Perspective on Acedia and the Spiritual Gift of Solitude. Originally published in Fathom Magazine Acedia: “A state of restlessness and inability either to work or to pray” I have a love hate relationship with writing. It’s a creative passion ...
Breathe . . . It’s a simple word with a powerful intention. Gone are the long lists of resolutions, gone are the goals and the shoulda, coulda, woulda’s. Don’t get me wrong. There are plenty of lists and plans. There ...
Isaac, my son. As your mother, every birthday celebrates the gift of your tender, sweet, soul. In all you wiggles, cuddles, and giggles I’m thankful that you’ve brought laughter into our hearts and home. Your life is the answer to so ...
Every Christmas there’s a moment, while decorating the tree, when I come across a humble angle ornament. A crack edged with yellowing glue and a chipped wing doesn’t diminish the value of this precious bit of glass. In fact, I’ll ...
A delicate mirrored box sits in my hutch surrounded by pretty heirlooms and souvenirs. In a way, it’s a souvenir of some of my darkest moments, a memory kept in honor of the friendship and the beauty that comes from ...
