Living the Visitation

When I was on a silent retreat weekend during college, I came across a statue of the Visitation that made me fall in love with the feast. The statue embodies Mary and Elizabeth fully embracing each other; holding each other in strength, vulnerability, joy, and love. Coming back to look at the statue became my … Continue reading Living the Visitation

Contentedly Longing: Embracing the Single Life

As I approach the milestone of turning 30, I am struck by how differently my life has turned out than how I anticipated.  I am beginning to realize how deeply I’ve bought the lie that true “living” is where the glamour is, where the cross doesn’t accompany me—that it’s somewhere over there, somewhere I am … Continue reading Contentedly Longing: Embracing the Single Life

God Works in the Waiting

The more I encounter the liminal space of waiting, the more I am able to accept that waiting has a purpose. God works in the waiting. Looking back, I can recognize God’s handiwork in many of the waiting periods of my life. At times, I’ve waited with the patient trust I had as I anticipated receiving the Eucharist (it helps when God gives you an end date). Others, such as the final trimester of my last pregnancy, have felt supernaturally long. Even in retrospect, I don’t always see God’s purpose in the waiting. But sometimes, God offers me glimpses of what he is doing. Just enough, I suppose, to encourage me to have faith for the next long wait.

Holding on to Anger

I am not an angry person.  I don’t hold onto hurts or foster grudges.  Or so I thought. As one of the great spiritual advisors in my life is fond of saying, “We all have PhD's in self-delusion.” I was praying with one of the reflections from my Give Us This Day devotional.  The author … Continue reading Holding on to Anger