On January 7th: Crying in the Wilderness

It’s a gloomy, quiet morning here as the chaos and uncertainty of yesterday’s events, stilled only by police and a curfew, have turned into the final stroke of legal pronouncement of Joe Biden as president. There’s this joy and peace in the quiet, still morning feeling, but the grief that yesterday came to what it... Continue Reading →

He Didn’t Have to Die

Ok *deep breath* This post is gonna make you mad. If you believe me, you will be mad about what I’m about to say. If you don’t, you will be mad that I said it, but I’m sorry, now that I know it, I can’t not say it. Disclaimer: I do not hate policemen, but... Continue Reading →

Christmas 2020

We are all approaching this Christmas with different eyes, changed hearts, and a new way of living. We didn’t know last year what we know now, and maybe it wouldn’t have mattered if we did, or maybe it would. It could have ruined the atmosphere thinking of what would happen, or maybe we would live... Continue Reading →

Stay in the Fight

Tonight, I am struggling to find the words to say, again. As this election season comes to a close, I feel sadness that this is where we are, and fear that by the end of the week we will be in a war. Donald Trump and his followers are fighting to keep as many people... Continue Reading →

How to Fast: God’s Way

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 →

#Throughfire

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 →

Write Where it Hurts: Quarantine

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.

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