Category Archives: compassion
Falling in Love
Nothing is more practical thanfinding God, thanfalling in Lovein a quite absolute, final way …Fall in Love, stay in love,and it will decide everything.–Joseph Whelan, SJ I need to find andfall in love with God in an absolute, final way. … Continue reading
Finding Us
What did I hear in that note that stunned me and sent me into the sock drawer, consumed with anger and hate? I heard: You are not enough, just as I had begun to skip along trusting that I was. As I walked with … Continue reading
Double Dutch
It’s bad enough when awareness comes in a look or a wondering with space to soften and say farewell to what I thought was real. But when I’m up to 97, 98, 99, 100 in Double Dutch and the blunt end raps my knuckles, stuns my … Continue reading
As If I Wasn’t Dying Inside
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint.My heart has turned to wax; it has melted within me.–Psalm 22:14 (NIV) Jesus, on the cross, poured out like water bones out of joint heart turned to wax, … Continue reading
A World Filled with Love
He showed me a little thing, the size of a hazelnut, in the palm of my hand, and it was as round as a ball. I looked at it with my mind’s eye and I thought, “What can this be?” … Continue reading
Room to Be
“Look at all your plants!” my guest said. “They’re so healthy.” Before I could stop myself, I recounted the story of my rare cactus who died because I misunderstood her. Later, as I walked to church, I noticed how I’m quick to balance … Continue reading
Found
As I return and rest, I feel gentle hands unfolding a crumpled part of me, smoothing it to the edges. Now She’s softening the creases, straightening the bent back corner, and tracing my words with Her finger. I feel Her reading my thoughts, holding the whole story.I … Continue reading
Making Light
You are the light of the world.–Matthew 5:14 We must let go of outcomes. Suffering is caused by not accepting things as they are, not admitting we are powerless to control the future. I’m learning to accept my powerlessness. I try to notice … Continue reading
An Everyday Pilgrim 