Litany of NFP Saints

Today is the last day of NFP awareness week. You’d think as a fertility care practitioner, I’d have been all over it, making all of my dear readers very aware of NFP. The only problem is, I couldn’t think of anything to say. I’ve been teaching Creighton for almost two years now and I have [Read More…]

The Fire This Time

I’m doing this really interesting thing with a Catholic lady writer friend, where we are consecrating our creativity to Mary over a period of 30 days. We offer our “fiat” to God, to use us and our writing to speak His word into the world. So naturally today is day 1 and I wake up [Read More…]

Trying to Say God Through Bodies: A Postmortem

It was the perfect time to drive to Notre Dame. There are a few weeks in June in Indiana where all is right in the world. The corn, not yet knee high, cast a lush green over the vast expanse driving on 31 between my home on the north-side of Indianapolis and South Bend. Fluffy, [Read More…]

When Generosity Looks Like Selfishness

I have had to stifle tears as a priest waxed eloquently about all of the “good, large families” he was seeing at Mass. [Read more…]

A Mother’s Day Invitation: Empowering Mothers in Costa Rica

To say I have a complicated relationship with Mother’s Day is an understatement. Earlier this week I found myself standing in the card aisle of the grocery store, staring at a wall of Mother’s Day cards that left me frozen and tempted to ditch my full cart of groceries, in a sprint for the door. [Read More…]

Jordan Edwards: But the People Just Stood Around

We the faithful could do with something. The silence from the Church in the face of wide-spread systemic racism is deafening. [Read more…]

In Praise of Transfigured Flesh

This morning I burned my hair on the curling iron. I’ve been using a curling iron my whole life, but today I somehow managed to lose almost an entire lock of hair to the hissing, smoking, smell of death that is human hair burning. I am a disaster, but nothing if not honest. When you [Read More…]

Who Betrayed and Who Stayed

  “Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in.” – Leonard Cohen, Anthem   On Palm Sunday, we visited another parish. It was our children’s spring break from school, so we loaded a six year old and her [Read More…]

Hearing Black Voices: A Challenge

I’ll never forget the moment when it “clicked” for me. The moment when I realized that being anti-racist was more than opposing overt racism, and more than sharing MLK Jr. quotes in January and February. It was in the wake of the Trayvon Martin shooting and the acquittal of his shooter. There were protests, not [Read More…]

I am Ashamed…

today, to be an American, for America is a place do not recognize, a language I no longer seem to speak. I won’t pretend I can speak to the refugee or immigrant experience; I can’t. But Warsan Shire can, so I will let her. I dare you to read every word. Home Warsan Shire no [Read More…]