When I was in Catholic grade school where we attended Mass every Friday, there was one song we sang very often called “Companions on the Journey.” Nothing about the song really stood out to me during those years beside the fact that we sung it so often that it was almost like a theme song of the
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A Dwelling Not Made with Hands
Shelter is often described as one of the basic needs for human life, and one of the four essential elements to survive along with food, water, and air. There’s a publication from NASA on “Human Needs” that states, “Before past explorers set off to find new lands and conquer new worlds, they had to
The Way of the Cross
On Good Friday I went to Via Crucis (the Way of the Cross) in San Luis Mexico, a live enactment of Jesus’ journey to His death on the cross with local community members playing the roles. Several hundred people gathered to walk with “Jesus” as he carried a wooden cross throughout the streets of
Loving From a Distance
When I was in a long distance relationship, my friend and I stumbled across a website called Loving from a Distance, which was started by a long distance couple that offers advice, inspiration, and other resources for couples in long distance relationships. They also have a small selection of gifts
Not A Spirit Of Fear: I Am Weak, But He Is Strong
One of my best friends from college and I started a special tradition almost four years ago now. We had always kept in touch after graduating but we desired to start a new way of connecting that involved not only just updating each other on our personal lives but also growing together in our faith
The Gift of Divine Mercy
When I found out my dad was dying, I grabbed a few things from home and rushed to the hospital. I took a Bible, a cross, a rosary, a nightlight of the Holy Family, and a photo of my dad, sister, niece, and me. I stayed in the hospital two nights with my dad until my family brought him home. We were
The Hope of Holy Saturday
I never paid much attention to Holy Saturday until the last couple of years. As the day falling between Good Friday and Easter Sunday, Holy Saturday always seemed quiet and empty to me. It felt like there was nothing to do but wait.It was not until I experienced by own seasons of waiting that I
Tattoos and Scars
Growing up, I never thought I would ever get a tattoo. I had no desire to have a permanent mark on my body and couldn’t imagine a design pretty enough to be worth the pain. I wasn’t alone in my thinking because my sister, cousin, and I even made a pact promising each other we would never get one.But
Deeper Waters
Last year a priest from my church invited me to talk with him after I had shared that I was going through a difficult time. During our talk, I told him more about the different losses I was struggling with and how long these losses had been hurting without much relief. Throughout our talk, the