Conceived in Darkness
“I just can’t sense Jesus. I cannot feel Him close to me. I don’t sense our relationship sometimes,” I said through tears. “It is because He is supporting you from behind that you cannot see Him.” This is what Mother…
“I just can’t sense Jesus. I cannot feel Him close to me. I don’t sense our relationship sometimes,” I said through tears. “It is because He is supporting you from behind that you cannot see Him.” This is what Mother…
The Bridegroom of The Song of Songs protectively and tenderly holds his sleeping beloved. His left arm holds her head and his right arm embraces her. He whispers to her friends, “I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the…
He is all things to all people. Imagine that, if you can. I don’t know if I can imagine being all things to all people. Frankly, it sounds exhausting! I can barely be wife, mom, daughter, worker, domestic engineer, driver,…
This week we celebrate the Queenship of Mary. Mary is our Mother and her royalty is manifested to us most powerfully in how she tends to our needs with such solicitous, knowing, maternal care. When I was 10 years old,…
“The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life and have it to the full.” – John 10:10 In inner healing ministry, we walk with a lot of people who are…
I recently attended a course entitled: “The Marian Mystery and the Theology of the Body.” It was a deep-dive into the wild beauty, tender love, and full fiat of our Blessed Mother. At one point, the instructor, Christopher West, showed…
I have lately been contemplating the concept of invitation. When I think back to my childhood, a childhood which was without any formal religion, any sort of prayer life or any familial teachings in the way of Christ, I am…
Womb of My Heart Rosary “If there is only one mother of Christ according to the flesh, all are begetting Christ according to the faith.” St. Ambrose The Annunciation and Incarnation in Nazareth was a historical moment, a once in…
Trauma rips a person wide open and uncovers past wounds they didn’t even realize they had, while at the same time layering new wounds onto an already-wearied soul. When the trauma presents itself in the form of repeated relational abuse…
“I don’t hear Jesus. I ask Him questions and I just get silence. What am I doing wrong?” “Everyone else hears Him, there must be something wrong with me.” “He doesn’t talk to me the way He talks to you.…
We as women are reflections of The Bride of Christ. As living representatives, we have an obligation to fulfill the role that has been given to us. With Christ as our eternal spouse, in the spirit we can birth beauty…
Happy the soul that has trusted in your goodness and has abandoned herself completely to your mercy. Her soul is filled with the peace of love. You defend her everywhere as your own child. – Saint Maria Faustina Kowalska Decades…