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    October 31, 2018

    Each day, offer a Rosary in addition to the prayer of the day.

    Day 1

    Lord Jesus, we thank you for the gift of Holy Matrimony. We lift up your servants, Rachel and Austin, and ask you to strengthen them as they prepare to enter into the sacred call of marriage. Please pur...

    October 9, 2018

    I lost my balance but it wasn’t mine to keep

    Now I feel the stirring of a deep, sacred dream

    The sunlight streaming in above the kitchen sink illuminates this blueprint of my soul, spilled in pen and ink.

    It’s hard to articulate the smell of rain and the deep da...

    August 29, 2018

    Another carelessly, carefully hidden mess has spilled out onto the floor

    And it's a pain I have never felt before 

    Your pain I have never felt before

    I shudder at the thought of the moment when innocence broke

    When it turned inside-out at the blasphemous words the one you...

    August 24, 2018

    All the page corners you folded

    All the little wonders you showed me

    Sterile halls and careless over-sedation

    Eyes glazed from too much medication

    Peace in the mystery

    and the litany of history

    Gentle blue eyes and the wildfire in your mind

    Healing wounds that are itchy and p...

    August 19, 2018

    The wounded world creaks 

    under the weight of 7 billion bruised hearts.

    How many trips around the sun until they find their rest? 

    How many sleeps jostled awake until they look up?

    The Unbridgeable Gap has been bridged.

     The Leap beckons.

    Complete simplicity

    at an infinite p...

    August 18, 2018

    Sometimes we hold on to hope with a white-knuckled grip as we wade through darkness with nothing else to hold. Sometimes our hands get tired and we lose our grip and hope slips out of our fragile fingers and tumbles to the floor. And sometimes our hope gets all mixed u...

    June 8, 2018

    Lean your head against His chest and listen to the heart that beats wildly for you. It burns with an inexhaustible love that is dying to be received. A love that died to be received.  On Calvary his merciful heart broke open so that the whole world might be enveloped i...

    May 15, 2018

    I lay my tired bones down at the narrow gate to let them be conquered by this cavalcade of undeserved grace. Here's the white flag, here's the pen; here's my empty, ink-stained hands and all the places my mind has been. All over again. No more solo daydreams down tenuo...

    May 10, 2018

    I was a little bruised and a little broken

    when you leaned in and whispered the greatest words ever spoken.

    Then morning flooded into foggy spaces

    and illuminated all the faces

    I'd ever seen but never known.

    Of one thing I'm sure: this way leads Home.

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