Wife, mother, blogger, Catholic ministry. I love to garden even when it goes wrong. Same with writing (and we know it can go wrong.) Believing that God is present in all of it.
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Bring Back Our Girls
Each day that passes my stomach churns for the families who don’t know where their girls are. My heart aches for these young ladies who are being violated and harmed. My soul begs for forgiveness because somewhere in all of this mess is the bigger problem, the systemic problem that I glance at and then…
10 Years Later
Here is a video of James Martin Sj who had first hand experience of the aftermath of the events of 9/11. There is a moment in the video where I am certain that Christ was present to all who were wounded mentally, spiritually and physically. To those who were given last rites by the many…

Advent – Day 4
I remember when I used this blog to walk through our liturgical seasons. I miss those days! Here we are on day 4 of Advent and there have no indication on this blog we have transitioned into our season of waiting. Why does this matter? Well, because building my patience is a constant battle. Advent…
Remembering Grandma Part 2
There are so many funny stories in our family and many take place on my grandparents farm in West Martinsburg but this one I am going to share because it is a favorite of mine and it reminds me of the story of the workers in the vineyard (Matt 20:1-16) and it makes me laugh.As the youngest…
Rejoice!
“ Justice shall flourish in his time, and fullness of peace for ever.“ As usual I dropped the ball this Advent. I tried to focus myself but things kind of spiraled and in the end my words would have felt empty and my showing up rote. I wanted this Advent to be more than that. I…

Ask and You Shall Receive
It’s happening again, that time when we decide who will lead this country. With it comes the finger pointing and impatience with other people’s points of view, perhaps not as badly yet as 2016, but this is only the beginning. For me, this period is torture. I hear (and sometimes partake) in disparaging, I cannot…