The Finer Grace of Prayer
One of my favorite books for spiritual reading is “Contemplative Provocations”, by Fr. Donald Haggerty. One paragraph can fuel an hour, even days, of reflection. I’ve had the book for about 6 months but continue to ruminate within the first chapter, “The Concealment of God”. While I would not necessarily recommend this gem for new
Ridiculosity
Scrolling through Facebook ‘news’ this morning… My heart breaks for this generation. Actually, my heart breaks for anyone of any age who reads this garbage. “Writers” have hit an all-time low. Mind you, I don’t expect the Dan Rather / Barbara Walters level of reporting, especially on social media. But today it just hit me
Dangerous Day Dreaming
Without a to-do list I can find myself caught up in the creative world called my mind. I find it relatively easy to enter into imagination with prompts such as: What if… How cool would it be… I’d love to… My thoughts wind up down a bottomless rabbit hole of possibilities. When I finally ‘snap
Are You Looking in the Right Place?
Once again, God used my cat Monica to teach me a lesson. We live in the city but get lots of wildlife in our yard. Currently we have 2 momma turkeys, 10 poults (baby turkeys), 2 doe, 2 fawns, a bajillion bunnies, chipmunks, and red squirrels. Early this spring on a cold and rainy morning
Designed to Trip Off
[Disclaimer: I’m most likely using the wrong terminology and even incorrect concepts, but this is how I interpreted our situation and applied it to prayer.] An explosion woke me out of a deep sleep a few weeks ago. Groggy, I wandered to the patio door to see what made the noise. I was greeted by