Last night, my daughter Shea saw a lightning bug for the first time. And as the photo above demonstrates, she saw its' light. I marvel at this photo. How amazing it is that she could see this bug and its' random neon green light and appreciate it for all of its beauty. As the… Continue reading Your Light, My Light
So much happens at a funeral and the wake. Time is made to see loved ones and distant friends. It is a time that wasn't always made when all were alive. Forgiveness is offered and received. The new perspective on life makes what was once important, important no more. Reflection on life, especially the reminder… Continue reading Stop Waiting for the Funeral
The pen doesn’t know what it must write, the brush doesn’t know what it must paint, and the chisel doesn’t know what it must sculpt. When God takes someone into his hands in order to raise a new work in his Church, the person chosen doesn’t know what she should do. She’s just the instrument.… Continue reading Why Do I Create
Jesus says in the Sermon on the Mount (MT5-7) that our eyes are the lamp of the body. How we see determines what we see. Jesus uses the world "healthy," calling us to have healthy eyes instead of unhealthy eyes that fill our bodies with darkness. If we see with eyes that are in darkness,… Continue reading With New Eyes
There is no time like the present. Be happy now. So often we think we would have been happy if we had made different decisions that would have changed our current circumstances. So often we believe that we will be happy when we get to that special destination, when we achieve that specific success, and… Continue reading Be Happy Now
Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me-Psalm 51:10 I consider myself an optimist, hoping that the light will always shine in the midst of the darkness. These past few months, and most especially this past week, my heart's aching is intensifying over the amount of injustice that… Continue reading Create in Me
After a busy two days, I took time tonight to write. The opportunity presented itself for me to reflect by sitting outside a local establishment on a warm Chicago night. As soon as I sat down with a refreshment in hand, staring beyond the short and not so distant divider was an older gentleman. Limited… Continue reading How God Speaks to Us
