Jesus made it. My kids do it. I drink it. In vino veritas.
One year when I was a kid, my mom gave my brother and I a heads up that Lent was around the corner. She was very surprised and a little worried when we were both super excited that the season was coming up soon. Living in south Louisiana, Lent coincided with crawfish season, and every…
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It was a spectacularly beautiful sunny June day. I was sitting in a park in Tiburon across the bay from San Francisco looking across the water to the city. Alcatraz was in the foreground, and the bay was peppered with sailboats. The fog blanket was moving in over the Golden Gate Bridge on it’s way…
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It seems that one can never fully plumb the depths of inspiration provided by marriage and motherhood, and yet with all the fodder they provide, there is the fear as a writer of becoming stale. That’s my super fancy way of saying I began February with writers block. Then I got hit with food poisoning…
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When I first saw the phrase “toxic masculinity”, I was struck that a phrase so ridiculously oxymoronic would not be universally panned as soon as it made headlines. And then once I remembered the times we live in, I suppose I should only be surprised we did not arrive here sooner. The only thing toxic…
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Living your vocation means living the life that God had planned for you, and over the course of your life, that could be any number of things. Vocations (vocare: Latin, to call) can exist for a season or for your whole life. What we find in these callings should be the tangible reality of the…
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Several years ago, a friend recommended that I read a children’s book written by Antoine de Saint-Exupery called The Little Prince. “It is surprisingly deep,” she said. “I promise you’ll really enjoy it!” Figuring that a children’s book at worst wouldn’t take much of my time if it was a bust, I gave it a…
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With an active 18 month old on my hands, working part time, and making sure our family is fed with a relatively clean house, I really struggle to find time for prayer. If the baby is awake, I am generally playing with her while I intermittently answer emails, and when she is sleeping I tend…
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This morning was a surprisingly rare morning that my daughter woke up totally ready for the day, but it was one of those very frequent mornings where I was not. Since it’s Lent (and clearly for no other reason hah), I dragged myself out of my warm cocoon 30 minutes earlier than usual. Sacrifice for…
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