There is an ancient Japanese practice called kintsugi (“golden joinery”). In this cultural tradition, when a piece of pottery or dishware breaks, the broken pieces are not thrown out, but glued back together and the cracks are painted in with…
“I remember the devotion of your youth, how you loved me as a bride, following me in the wilderness in a land unsown “ Jeremiah 2:2 This past week, at the end of the Christmas season, my parish was in…
My body was already weak with exhaustion and grief when they placed His body in my arms, nevertheless, I cradled Him, supporting His head, just as I had 33 years earlier. My baby, my son, my heart. I washed His…
Called to Be Like Mary, Mother and Bride Through the seasons of my life as a wife for 29 years and a mother of 9 children, Mary has journeyed with me. In her faithful companionship, I found the tender, wise,…
