Praying Around

It takes me about twenty minutes to pray my rosary. I don’t pray it the traditional way. I’ve substituted the Hail Mary’s with a combination of the Trisagion and hosanna. Even though I’m walking the Anglican path, I guess I’m still more protestant than Catholic at heart. So, I pray, “Holy, holy, holy is the […]

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Giving Up Church for Lent

I gave up church for Lent. It wasn’t intentional. It was a complete accident. But the last Sunday in Lent (Palm Sunday) has come and gone, and my place in the pews remains empty. I’ve only been attending since mid-advent in December, but already I feel a place in this little building that is mine. […]

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When Suicide

Trigger warning: I’m going to be talking about suicide in this essay. Proceed with as much caution as you need to. I still miss Mikey. It was 11th grade. The day we got the news we just drove around listing to “Brick” from Ben Folds Five. I remember that distinctly. I don’t remember much else […]

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Finding Hope

On December 8, 2018, something broke. The rosary that I have had with me since my early twenties finally gave out. The frayed rope snapped, and the circle was broken. I eulogized my rosary on Instagram, which might seem weird but it’s what you do for your friends. And the rosary was my friend. It […]

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Shift

It just happened one morning. I woke up and could hear the seedlings of faith urging the dirt, grime, soil, and rubble to move so that they could feel the sun. Watered from springs unknown these tender stalks were suddenly ready to grow, to bloom, to prepare to bear fruit. Around the time my 15-year-old […]

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