Isaiah 58 changed my life and understanding of what God wants from His people. It begins with God telling Isaiah to tell His people to “Cry our full-throated and unsparingly...tell them their wickedness and the House of Jacob their sins.” He is not mincing words here. They listen, they cry out and ask Him, “Why... Continue Reading →
Today, there is darkness surrounding the Catholic Church. The term is on the lips of everyone conservative or liberal, but for wildly different reasons. One side is posting the associated press article saying that the Catholic Church lobbied for money during the Coronavirus payout and received 1.4 billion dollars. The other is angry about the... Continue Reading →
That song is playing agan The one I play to praise when I'm afraid I won't make it this time. "Even when it hurts" I pray again with beads Clutched in my hand Like a holy card or nun Oh, God, Please don't let me die. It's another one of those nights, I don't know... Continue Reading →
When did I stop writing poetry? Was it when I told you who I was? Was it when this place online Became a place in your face Without somewhere to hide mine? When did I start preaching Like so many talking heads Doing the things I don't do Yet learned to, but still don't Understand... Continue Reading →
There was this article I saw for about two seconds at one point a couple of weeks ago. It was on my newsfeed for a moment before it disappeared, but it has sat with me so intensely that I just want to respond to anyone who read that article and felt something. Dear ‘White Girl... Continue Reading →
While I was practicing yoga regularly, I redecorated my home. My tastes were bohemian, but I was concerned about surrounding myself with tapestries made in India about gods I do not understand. I searched for Catholic art, but I could not find anything that even remotely hit the style I was seeking. What’s more is... Continue Reading →
As Quarantine began, the community led by Catholic Creatives exploded with innovators inspired to help others through their struggles. We faced our own giants of fear and trepidation, but something in us drove us to community and fellowship. My desire was to fill social media with art to help with the constant deluge of news... Continue Reading →
What if God is the man in the moon? What if He loved us so much that His Son’s Presence was not enough of a present. What if He wanted to send His own face, To watch over us, mourning our grief from above.
Quarantine. For some of you it’s a dirty word. For some it’s despair. For some it’s loss and grief incomparable. For me? It’s life. For me, it was hope. For me, it was a home With incandescent joy and bliss.
Hey faithful readers, I got published! I wrote a piece for Radiant on hope, and I also got to read it on an open mic night for them and Ever Eden. Here’s a little teaser and a link to read it. I woke in a puddle of blood. As I rushed to the bathroom, tendrils... Continue Reading →
