Good morning... Each journal is a hairband, holding "who I am" in place. The rats nest of me is teased out, combed through, then braided loosely with my pen. Morning after morning, silent solitude weaves my strands. Laying prostrate on the page, my growing hairs are held secure. With feelings pulled back from my face, I glimpse God's [...]
Good morning... Last Monday our class had a "Cousin Itt" experience with Paula D'Arcy's Seeking With All My Heart. Overwhelmed by wild-haired emotions and immersed in concepts way over our heads, we could not see truth with our individual eyes, so collectively we expressed, "I did not get that chapter at all." "Paula's understanding is way beyond mine." [...]
Good morning... I am repeating this image from yesterday's post because I love it so. It captures my experience. In overwhelming moments, it is so very "me." Much like the Cousin Itt character in the 1964 The Addams Family TV series, sometimes I feel like my wild-haired emotions cover my entire body, especially hiding my eyes, rendering me [...]
Good morning... After a recent morning post, one of my favorite people in the world shared with me a poem that touched me deeply. The words I love most beg a startling question: "With the presence of flaws in the grain at our core, what face will we show the world today?" ****** David Whyte's "The Faces at [...]
Good morning... "Those who have abandoned themselves to God always lead mysterious lives and receive from him exceptional and miraculous gifts by means of the ordinary, natural and chance experiences in which there appears to be nothing unusual," notices Jean-Pierre de Caussade. "The simplest sermon, the most banal conversations, the least erudite books become the source of knowledge [...]
Good morning... Life carves us down, life carves us down deep. Just scroll back through our past five posts. A cancer-free seven year old now safe in Jesus' arms. An eighteen year old breathing freely in heaven after a lifetime altered by Cystic Fibrosis. A twenty-seven year old wife and mom whose dream life was stolen by a [...]
Good morning... “I have been wanting to confess my sin of plagiarizing your work,” she wrote to me this summer, “and also to thank you for being the vessel that brought me a message at a much needed time.” She continued: “In April, my beloved Grandmother passed away at 95. I know we prayed about her over our Monday morning [...]
Good morning... She walked into our foyer on the first day of class and, after sharing an "I missed you" hug, she pulled from her purse a bulletin from her eighteen year old niece's memorial service. I marveled at pictures of the same smiling face growing up through the years, a down-to-earth face I will not meet until [...]
Good morning... One month ago today, I settled into the passenger’s seat of Cathy Smith’s car. This close friend to many of us invited me to visit with her the cemetery where their precious daughter Abby is laid to rest. At midnight on March 23, 2004, I handed my birthday baton to this new little babe and Abby [...]
Good morning... So deeply loving her book Gift Of The Red Bird, I joined author Paula D'Arcy for a weekend at Ignatius House Retreat Center in August of 2015. Many who had loved boldly and lost abruptly came to be with this vibrant woman, a woman who was not only standing, breathing, and living on after the 1975 death [...]
