Expressing Gratitude Through the Examen
/The Examen is a wonderful prayer to help you see Christ's presence in your life. Whenever I pray it, I am filled with gratitude.
Read MoreThe Examen is a wonderful prayer to help you see Christ's presence in your life. Whenever I pray it, I am filled with gratitude.
Read MoreI wrote about my prayer text thread for Ignatian Spirituality.
Read MoreThis book is a companion, not merely something to read.
Read MoreI see you bouncing up and down the hill in packs of three or four or six, with your yellow hard hats and your weighty shoes and your igloo coolers with lunches large enough to sustain a teenage athlete or a member of Lewis and Clark’s Corps of Discovery or … a construction worker.
Read MoreWe pray for light. We want to see what God sees. Or do we?
Read MoreWhen Catholicism and Ice Cube meet. My reflection on an iconic song. Come for the Fatburger, stay for the memento mori and finding the sacred in the ordinary.
My first publication with National Catholic Reporter.
Read MoreI’ve been lonely lately.
This time has taken a toll on my relationships. I know I am not alone. I know many are feeling this pulling and pressing on their communities and relationships.
Read my reflection for Ignatian Spirituality
Read MoreHonored to be included in this collection of Examen stories for Three Minute Ministry Mentor. If you have every wondered about praying this Examen, this is a great resource and inspiration.
Read MoreSpring is here!
I know it happens every year but every year I am flabbergasted by the gloriousness of it all. I want you to know that it is not wasted on me. I see it all and I want to say “Thank you!”
Read MoreI wrote this as a love letter to the Church I am so mystically connected to.
Read MoreMy 11-year-old son asks the best questions. …The other night at dinner he asked, “If you could ask God anything, what would you ask?” Our normally verbal family was silenced for a few moments
Read MoreWhen I was young and somehow given the chance to stay home alone, I loved to sit in the quiet house and hear what I could hear. It was strange to me that even without my sisters playing or my great-grandmother’s television blaring, the house was not quiet. I could hear the hum of the refrigerator and the lull of the cars on the main street beyond ours — even our house crackled as it settled.
I wanted to get beyond those sounds to hear silence. I wondered what silence even sounded like and what I’d find there.
Read MoreMy Pushcart Nominated Essay "Dios Mio" is live on Whale Road Review. The image of peaking under my bedroom door has stayed with me for years as did the muffled prayers of my neighbor. It felt good to craft this into a story.
Read MoreWhen our memories are inseparable from the formation and understanding of our self, what does it mean to pray, "Lord, receive my memory."
Read MoreThrives on moments where storytelling, art and faith collide.
I must pinch myself that I am part of this collection from Ignatius Press ! It comes out next month but is available for preorder now.
How easily we forget that we are, at every moment, shaped with care by a Creator. Artists, however—who know intimately the blood, sweat, and tears of the creative process—can help us sense how marvelous it is to be created: the patience, the detail, the joy. In this essential collection, thirty-one Christian artists from various disciplines, from music to poetry to film to sculpture, offer personal essays on the strange experience of following God’s lead by making beautiful things.
Goldberg is much more practical than many of the texts that I have read. She gives you much to hold onto.
If you know me, you know I love encounters with strangers. Here is one that left me encouraged.
First time writing for Catholic World Report. I have wanted to tell this story for a long time. Read my essay on the theology of the body as it pertains to our last moments here on earth.
If we keep our eyes on Jesus, small acts of service and love, like those lived out by St. Francis Xavier, will reap more rewards than we could ever imagine.