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Amplifying the Quiet: (Subtle) Evangelization

Growing up, Catholicism was present in our home but it was quiet. A consistent undercurrent of which we were almost unaware. We didn’t discuss it. It just was. My father was a typical Irish Roman Catholic who took us all to church each Sunday in a parish his family had attended for generations, and who made sure we kids did our CCD classes, our Sacraments, and whatever else was expected. But there wasn’t a lot of talk about it. And we didn’t know anything different. When I went off to college, I remember young Mormons going door-to-door, asking to discuss…

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Freedom – Receive the Gift!

A beautiful truth flowing from the Resurrection and the Divine Mercy of Jesus is that we, His precious daughters, are free. Freedom is ours! That arms flung wide, twirling around, bursting with joy kind of freedom! Can you remember the last time you felt that freedom feeling? I catch moments of it now and then, but I’ll be honest and tell you that a more common reality for me is the experience of being stuck or bound, not free. Perhaps you can relate to that. I love this story that my friend Kim told me. It is relevant to this…

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Purposive Pain

As they go, I had super easy childbirths for the four children I’m raising. Seriously, when seasoned mothers are swapping war-stories in front of terrified mothers-to-be, I have nothing to brag about. I needed no pain meds. Just started labor, then 12-20 hours later I had a baby. No anger or screaming, just nice conversations (or bursting into “Part of That World” from The Little Mermaid). It was all so peaceful, I kinda think a nurse or two thought I was a part of a cult where you have to have silent births. Now, don’t take from that experience that…

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A Season of Self-Forgetting

Cheese. It’s my weakness. My Kryptonite. My Achilles heel. Two years ago, I decided to give it up for Lent. Abstaining is supposed to be difficult, right? I told people of my goal, mostly so I’d go through with it. Friends looked frightened. Even my doctor, who I happened to see the day before Ash Wednesday, said, “Are you sure this is a good idea?” (I was hoping for more support considering the health benefits of my choice. He does, however, get points for knowing me.) So I went for it. I was all in. Until Day 2, when I…

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