If you have special petitions you would like for us to remember during our Poland pilgrimage with Christopher West of the CorProject, contact: prayer@corproject.com – It’s confidential! Just send your petitions, and we will intercede for you in all of the key holy places from August 20 to August 29. And follow all of our amazing stories of grace and pictures of sacred places right here. Totus Tuus! (Pilgrimage company: Select International Tours) Read more
Just a reminder that you can find all of my posts and pictures from the Poland pilgrimage (August 20-29) right here. May Poland’s Saints intercede for all of us. Denise Bossert Read more
I have seen the post. The meme. Whatever you want to call it. The year everyone was offended by everything–yeah, about that. No denying it. We have all been hurt. All of us are wounded. Some know they hurt us and seem okay with that. Some have no idea. Precious few have asked for mercy. But if we are honest, we must admit that we have asked for Christ’s mercy over and over. We have accepted that mercy. We have... Read more
After my father’s death, I inherited his personal library. As a Protestant pastor, my father had many books on religion. Within that collection of books, I found St. Augustine’s Confessions. It was the beginning of my journey into full communion with the Catholic Church. We had been Wesleyan Methodists during my childhood. Dad switched denominations when I was in middle school and spent the rest of his life as a Presbyterian pastor. As an adult, I spent some time in non-denominational... Read more
My hour of adoration is Thursday afternoon from 1 to 2 PM. It’s in the little chapel. Jesus is there, in the Monstrance. It’s quiet. I’m usually alone–except for Our Lord. And we talk about the week. What’s making me crazy. What’s on my mind. Where I think I’m headed. What I would change if I could. And what’s on His mind. He talks to me. On Thursday, I was there. We were talking about my daughter and her upcoming... Read more
I keep thinking of that verse, the one that says He came that they might have life and have it more abundantly. And then, I think of Planned Parenthood, which isn’t about the abundant life Jesus talked about. I keep thinking about the parents I prayed for, the ones who just lost a baby girl at twenty-one weeks due to complications during pregnancy. I’m thinking about my high school friend who lost her daughter two days ago when a car... Read more
I homeschooled two of my daughters during high school. Many parents homeschool. But why would a mom begin with high school? Isn’t that the age most parents are just getting out of the homeschool phase? Here are some of my reasons – my top five reasons – for taking on the high school curriculum. 1. Nobody knows my child like I know her. Nobody loves her like I do (except her dad and God). Nobody has her best interest in... Read more
I have one favorite baby lotion. My mom bought it. The smell of it trips all of my maternal triggers. I want to unwrap a chubby baby and slather it all over their little bodies. Then I want to wrap them up in the baby towel and smell that little baby head. The olfactory connection to this precious moment is the very reason why I bought the same baby lotion when each of my four children went through the baby... Read more
I used to tell my students that discerning what God wants you to do next is a little like looking at a sod farm, where lush grass grows and is so well manicured that you can see each footprint clearly after a light rain or the perfect timing of an irrigation mist. The grass glistens and waits for your first step. Discernment is like that, but it is more than that. It is more than making a step on the... Read more
The other day I met a friend for brunch. She introduced me to her colleague and told him that I would be going to Poland. He said his family was from Poland, and I asked if he goes back to visit. He’s Jewish. I should have seen this coming. I should have known. I should have–I don’t know–been far more ready for his response. They are all dead. It is a cemetery for my family. I have no one left... Read more
Denise Bossert
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