My Journey to Hope
How did I come to be at the very first Hope’s Garden Home? (Part I) A number of people have asked me how I came to be at Hope’s Garden Home. I have to admit, I would have asked myself…
How did I come to be at the very first Hope’s Garden Home? (Part I) A number of people have asked me how I came to be at Hope’s Garden Home. I have to admit, I would have asked myself…
Your emotions are trying to tell you something important. Your emotions are guides to your needs and, as such, must not be ignored. It is an essential part of our healing journey to learn to respond to our emotions without…
Every brushstroke of the painting below was a prayer for the Roses of Hope’s Garden. I began this piece several months ago after a rather emotionally intense Domestic Abuse Support group. I am grateful that technology allows me to minister…
Please don’t flee from the title of this essay—I promise, it is not about death. It is about life. Or rather, I should say it is about finding life through death. I want us to have the courage to live…
Dearly Beloved, You are not alone. I write this letter as a first in a series, with much tenderness and compassion in my heart from one scrupulous soul to another. The struggle is real. I am with you. Let us…
“Behold, I stand at the door and knock.” (Revelation 3:20) Jesus the Divine Bridegroom literally knocked on the door of my heart and asked to sing the Song of Songs to me on the evening of June 1, 2019. My twenty-seven year…
Sometimes the new year does not get off to the greatest start. This January has been a month of disappointments to be honest. One right after the next. Little ones. Nothing earth shattering. New York plans canceled four times. No…
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…
Inspired by the words of Revelation 3:15-16, St. Catherine of Siena wrote to one of her disciples, “See that you are not lukewarm but on fire … If you are what you ought to be, you will light a fire…
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…