As we enter Lent, I find myself called to approach it in a new way. I spent last Lent – in truth the majority of last year – meditating on the way of the cross. Reading and rereading the Gospel accounts. Focusing on each painful step and stab of agony. Weeping with Mary at the Read more

Our knees buckle and our hearts break. He is risen. Pain overwhelms us. He is risen. Our trust falters and we feel far from his embrace. He is risen. Sin abounds and vanity blurs our vision. He is risen. Grief and longing tear our hearts. He is risen. He is risen. To heal our brokenness. Read more

“I can’t keep doing this,” I moan. By the third round of chemo, this has become a familiar refrain on the last day of infusions. The equally familiar response follows, gentle but firm, “right now, the only thing you need to do is sit up. Then I’ll help you out of bed and to the Read more