{Practicing Benedict} It should normally be short.

“If in ordinary life we have a favour to ask of someone who has power and authority, we naturally approach that person with due deference and respect. When we come, then with our requests in prayer before the Lord, who is God of all creation, is it not all the more important that we should [Read More...]

Donut-7 Rocket Thankful

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Oh, friends. I’m writing this on Monday night. It’s 9:15 and Chris and I have finally sat down, exhausted. It’s been one of those emotional nights of demanding children, erupting tantrums, long efforts to love, snuggle and get our emotional three-year-old into his bed more than an hour later than he should have been. Some [Read More...]

Warning: Shallow Golden Globes Post Ahead!

The problem with having a blog in which you’re constantly revealing yourself to strangers is the tendency to only reveal the pleasant parts of yourself (intentionally or unintentionally). See, you may think I’m a super deep thinker and all I ever do is meditate on powerful and spiritual things about motherhood, except for when I’m [Read More...]

When Jesus says: “I do choose”

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A leper came to Jesus begging him, and kneeling he said to him, “If you choose, you can make me clean.” Moved with pity, Jesus stretched out his hand and touched him, and said to him, “I do choose. Be made clean.” (Mark 1: 40-45) I do choose. I do choose. I do. I do. [Read More...]

{Practicing Benedict} Seven Times a Day

“The words of the Psalm are: I have uttered your praises seven times during the day. We shall fulfill that sacred number of seven if at the times of Lauds, Prime, Terce, Sext, None, Vespers and Compline we perform the duty of service to God, because it was of these day hours that the psalm [Read More...]

Thanking: rain and swim lessons, light-up shoes and Epiphany

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This boy who loves his new swim class. (And the husband who spends Saturday morning with him in the indoor YMCA pool.) Rainy Mondays full of purpose. A walk from the Target parking lot to the grocery parking lot. In the rain. With a baby attached. In honor of my days in San Francisco. And [Read More...]


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