Monthly Archives: November 2017

I had the opportunity to participate in the “March for Life” in Rome on Mother’s Day in 2016.  This is an annual event where all with the same belief in the dignity of human life gather to join in prayers … Continue reading →

I kind of hate Instagram.  I like it in theory- a place where we can share images that communicate and share our lives, our hopes, our passions.  But I hate the twisted and vicious cross I’ve seen it become in … Continue reading →

Frankenstein has been the subject of many movies, some campy classics and some rather awful. Frankenstein with Boris Karloff (1931, is likely THE Frankenstein flick, although there were earlier versions – and a couple dozen later ones. I admit my … Continue reading →

Being grateful is more of a gift than a duty.  Something in us changes when we are grateful.  We glimpse our daily reality in a different way, like scuba diving below the surface of the ocean and discovering a world … Continue reading →

Genesis Chapter 12 to 22 is about the “Cycle of Abraham”, which described how Abraham was the chosen one by God, in which He would establish the covenant with (CCC 72), and the strong faith demonstrated by Abraham throughout the … Continue reading →

Thank God for the communion of saints.  Remarkably, there isn’t much in our crazy busy lives that the saints haven’t dealt with in some other iteration.  Even though the world we live in seems angrier and more anxious than ever … Continue reading →

Genesis Chapter 1 to 11 was like a prologue to God’s salvation of man.  It showed a repetitive pattern of man sinning against God, hence, God’s punishment, and led to God’s salvation for man.  This ultimately brought out the key … Continue reading →

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. (Jn 14:1)” Our Lord doesn’t leave a margin here. Worries are a red flag; something is wrong. We are never supposed to worry. He doesn’t say “do not let your hearts be troubled … Continue reading →

My response to restlessness is to fix things, or to do something that makes me feel like I’m fixing things. I remember being overwhelmed as the 23-year-old mother of a 6-week-old child and deciding that I HAD to rearrange the … Continue reading →