Reflections
Waving to a Stranger
Standing in a piazza in Lucca, Italy, dappled sunlight shining down on me, I licked gelato al limone while my husband peeked in storefront windows. Our boys traded licks...
Ignatian Prayer
Imaginative Prayer: Lunch with Christ
As a child I felt God’s presence strongly. I remember digging in my sandbox with Jesus or reading a picture book with him. It seemed every good thing was...
Reflections
Finding God in the Birds
Growing up in Inner City Los Angeles, I hadn’t really seen a bird that wasn’t a pigeon unless I went to the beach. You know what they call pigeons...
Examen
The Light of Grace Is Always Shining
A couple of afternoons a week, I bring my work to a local coffee shop. It gives me a chance to get out of the home office, attack a...