Behind the Wall
The Bride: I hear my Beloved. See how He comes, leaping on the mountains, bounding over the hills. My Beloved is like a gazelle, like a young stag. See where He stands behind our wall. He looks in at the…
You Are The Beloved One of God
“How you are is what I like. How you are is what I like. How you are is what I like. How you are is what I like.” These were the words my 3-year old nephew sang to his newborn…
The Grace of Forgiveness
Made in the image and likeness of God is a phrase which is thrown around quite casually in Christian circles these days. If we are truly made in His likeness, then it would suffice to say that we are “like…
The Particularity of Divine Mercy
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 ago…
Compassion at the Cross
For it was not to angels that God subjected the world to come, of which we are speaking... Now in putting everything in subjection to him, he left nothing outside his control. As it is, we do not yet see…
A Prayer of Surrender
The fog was thick that New Year’s Eve as we drove my daughter to the psychiatric unit for the 3rd time. She’d spent the last four days on a steady drip trying to save her liver after her midnight snack…
Jesus is Calling Me
Marriage is sacred—yet so am I. I’m a beloved child of the Father. I’m called to an intimate relationship with Jesus. I’m desired and cherished. My body is a temple of the Holy Spirit (1 Cor. 6:19). These are truths…
The Mercy of Kintsugi
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…
Who Jesus Says You Are
The most insidious and damaging identity lie victims of sexual abuse believe is that they are forever stained and disgraced; not just physically but in in the very core of their being and dignity as a woman. “He robbed me…
Christ’s Love is My Analgesic
“My Beloved is a sachet of myrrh lying between my breasts.” The Bridegroom, Song of Songs 1:13 The Cross of my Bridegroom is the sachet of myrrh lying within my heart. I am reminded of this sachet of myrrh every…