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It’s that time again! It is time to get into the garden. This year, I’ve got some help. Fr. Stew moved into our community last fall, and his favorite task? Pulling weeds. Weeds are a reality in every garden. My…
It’s that time again! It is time to get into the garden. This year, I’ve got some help. Fr. Stew moved into our community last fall, and his favorite task? Pulling weeds. Weeds are a reality in every garden. My…
When I was young, if you asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up, I would tell you “an artist” which was a bit ironic because I had trouble coloring within the lines and I couldn’t draw…
My garden, once a sanctuary, was trampled upon by those closest to me – my own family. Years of betrayal and anguish left me feeling forsaken and utterly all alone. I tried to navigate life all by myself, but I…
In the Byzantine Church during the first three days of Great and Holy Week, we celebrate a special service known as ‘Bridegroom Matins’ (morning prayer). In some churches, they celebrate this service in anticipation, meaning the night before, making the…
Mark 10:17-27 includes the beautiful comment about Jesus looking at the rich young man. “Jesus, looking at him, loved him.” We know from other instances, that Jesus’ look of love can change people. At Peter’s third denial of Christ, when…
Reflection on John 3:22-30 “No one can receive anything except what has been given from heaven.” “He must increase; I must decrease.” These lines from John 3:22-30 open before us the inner contours of poverty of spirit. This and the…
The ministry of Hope’s Garden began as a response to the need of women who struggled to regain their trust in Jesus after experiencing dysfunctional or toxic relationships. The goal is to gradually introduce the women to the spirituality of…
There exists a dichotomy in regard to our relationships to other persons. While we are all infinitely complex and unique, we are, simultaneously, infinitely the same. Just as we have complex lives with an incalculable number of details that only…
It was my youngest daughter’s 3rd birthday when I first learned that my husband was committing adultery. Despite the pain and horror that surrounded my family in the coming months, I was determined to fight for my marriage. I knew…
A member of Hope’s Garden shares the experience before our Bridegroom, His love and mercy washed over me and I knew that His Presence would flow through me into the dark trail which was my past sins. In this I found great hope.
“Hear, O daughter, and see; turn your ear, forget your people and your father’s house. So shall the King desire your beauty” (Ps 45, 17).” A sister from Hope’s Garden shares the Bridegroom’s wooing.
Into the lonely night I walk, searching for love unknown. The night, like wool, surrounds the silence of this moment. Tears unshed, fill up in me and slowly overflow. I long for love to hold me and stop the aching…