Missed Opportunities
My fear is that all of these missed opportunities will be shown to me, newsreel style – I know that’s weird but it’s my imaginary judgement. … Continue readingMissed Opportunities
My fear is that all of these missed opportunities will be shown to me, newsreel style – I know that’s weird but it’s my imaginary judgement. … Continue readingMissed Opportunities
Even though the rich young man went away sorrowful, he had a choice of what to do with that encounter with God. … Continue readingGoing Deeper
I love being alone with nature. And when I say “nature,” I mean that in the loosest of terms. With two young kids at home, getting out in nature for me nowadays means walking to the mailbox at the end of our street or to the horse stables around the corner from our neighborhood and admiring the things I notice along the way: the leaves on the ground, the mountains in the distance, the birds flying overhead. … Continue readingIf Dogs Could Talk
I have vague recollections of frozen fish sticks on Fridays and at least one failed attempts to give up candy for Lent, and the rice bowls collection boxes we brought home, constructed, but never filled. Super holy, huh! … Continue readingThe Triduum for the Win
And much like our faith journeys, running is a journey; a journey of self-awareness, self-discovery, and self-love. And when we take the context of journey in our running – the movement of the very bodies God gave us – we can see how intrinsically united we are to Him! … Continue readingJOURNEY: A Series about Finding Faith in Running