Of fig leaves & my first confession

Moving through the liturgy towards Lent and Easter as a candidate for this Easter Vigil is very poignant. Preparing for my first confession this coming weekend, sobering.  As a protestant I acknowledged that I had sin but I never sat down and made an inventory about the seriousness of them. Generalizing all sin into one simple thoughtless …

Reflections: The feast of St. Teresa of Calcutta

There are some people you never forget. They move through your life and leave an impression that lasts for years because of their gentle understanding and kindness. St. Teresa, to the world, will always be that example of service. Her legacy, however, impacted me in a much different and humbling way. You see, I’ve never met …

The value of repetitious prayer when your heart is too broken to pray…

The desperation began almost three years ago. Life was nothing more than an angry struggle in many of the situations I found myself and tears were constantly flowing (some good, lots bad). The worst was the dross coming to the surface in my own heart. In the middle of the night I would wake up …