Weakness for Grace
With my belly growing rounder, my little one’s kicks growing stronger and my nerves and excitement exchanging places with each other multiple times daily, I can’t help but think of a homily I heard from a wonderful priest years ago while I was still a student on campus at Franciscan. Father talked about how mothers are like Christ in a way that fathers never can be…
Back in middle school, I had a strong dislike for a particular person. Her name was Lizz, and she went to the rival Catholic elementary school one town over. She was smart, pretty, and athletic. All the boys liked her, and I was definitely jealous. In my mind, she was my own personal rival-- especially... Continue Reading →
I was nine and my family was hit with something I thought was bad. Then, all at once, grace swooped in and my attitude shifted...
We were driving along, having a pleasant road trip, excited to see good friends in just a few hours when a "disturbance" occurred. It was an opportunity to swap our weaknesses for God's grace.
When life makes no sense and there's no quick fix (even though you've tried and tried and tried), it can be hard to know what to do. Thank goodness St. Peter provides us with insight.
I allow myself time to feel the negative (but valid) human emotions that pop up in reaction to frustrating circumstances; then I choose grace instead
A purpose for my suffering -- this small occurrence reminded me that no suffering is in vain.
A little blurb to illustrate how grace can transform a crappy day
I remember the first time that Chris (my husband) did something that truly irked me. I don't remember the specifics of what he did or didn't do, but I have a vivid memory of standing in the kitchen of my apartment, washing the dishes, and feeling my irritation level slowly and steadily rise. We had... Continue Reading →