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…
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…
“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…
A prayer I pray every day is the “Prayer to Protect Faculties,” found in Father Ripperger’s, Deliverance Prayers for Use by the Laity: Lord Jesus Christ, let Thy Precious Blood flowing from Thy wounded Heart cover me, my cogitative power,…
I wish you a blessed first week of 2023! I pray that your Christmas provided moments of peace and recollection with our newborn King. And now as we prepare to return to work or school or other routine activities, let us step back in with one…
My dear friend sent me an instagram post the other day: "Your neediness is a nativity." Wow. That’s what my heart longs to hear. I know the need is real. Glory be to God that it can be a birth…
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, prayerful and loving mother my heart and soul…
To my dear sisters in Christ, I wish I had had it in my power to whisk you all to the "student" seats at the Theology of the Body Institute at Black Rock Retreat Center here in Eastern Pennsylvania last…
A friend and I were recently together during Adoration and she said to me, “I have to spend more time gazing on the Cross. I notice that you look at the Cross a lot.” Her words seemed to penetrate my…
Talitha cumi … Let Him kiss me I feel like I’ve been asleep for a long time. I’ve been entombed, like a fairy-tale princess; enclosed in a glass casket, cut off from the rest of the word, secluded in a…