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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Lifted Up in the Darkness

Jesus once said, “Just like Moses lifted up a snake in the wild so the people afflicted by a curse could be healed, so must the Son of Man be lifted up so that all may come and live.” Or something like that. Jesus talked a lot about his death, about what his disciples could […]

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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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