Goodnight Moon

This week seems to be all about the moon. Full moon. Blood moon. Super flower moon. Moonbin rode a bike with training wheels (social media makes us dumber). And I even came back across the moon walk episode of The Crown. The moon can somehow be mysterious and comforting and ominous all in one week,…

Easter People

Every Good Friday, and actually on all my dark days, my favorite words of Pope John Paul II always come to mind. Do not abandon yourselves to despair. We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song. More simply, sometimes our Sunday is just 48 hours away.

Perfection Redefined

With the exception of Mary, I don’t think I’ve even once thought about the women in Jesus’ family tree. What a horrible thing to be true about a Christian and a feminist. But a few weeks ago I came across an artist named Tricia Robinson, and was really moved by her work and especially her…

Masks

I’m always wearing a mask. My most important learning of the last week was in those five words, spoken by a woman I admire and look up to and care about. I’m always wearing a mask. My heart sank. How can that be? I work closely with this person, and am in multiple meetings with…

Mother of All Human Beings

This photo moves me. A mother supporting protestors while supporting her child while feeding her child. A mother, doing what she can in this moment, investing in the next generation in multiple ways. Genesis 3:1 tells us Adam named his wife Eve “because she was the mother of all human beings.” Perhaps it’s because of…

Memories in Light and Dark

Today I am thankful for Facebook's memories feature. I started my day with the memory of finding this photo, taken on the day I learned Audrey was cancer-free. I was, and am still, so grateful I actually have a photo of that day. This picture is one of my reminders that God answers prayers, and…

Grief and Growth

Grief, according to Psychology Today, is the acute pain that accompanies loss. I’ve always thought of grief as a period of time following an event, but the older I get, or perhaps the more life experiences I have, I realize that grief is actually a lifelong process. Grief is not something people feel or experience…