A Mother’s Nourishing Face of Love
“‘I wish I had thought to watch when God was making me!” said a child once to his mother. “Only,” he added, “I was not made till I was finished, so I couldn’t.’ We cannot recall whence we came, nor tell how we began to be. We know approximately how…
Remembering Childhood
“I can remember the feeling of swinging—how hard we would work for those split seconds, flung at furthest extension, just before the inevitable downward and backward pull, when we felt momentarily free of gravity, a little hiccup of suspension when our hands loosened on the chain and our torsos raised…
Male and Female
We live in a disordered, obsessive culture that values being true to self and finding significant worth in “whatever floats your boat.” Nowhere is this more evident than in the fluidity of sexuality and the choice to express that sexuality in whatever form or with whomever one pleases. Prior to…
Living in the Face of Suffering
“Grace must wound before it can heal.” –Flannery O’Connor Suffering is inevitable. It isn’t a simple question as to whether suffering will come, but multiple questions. Why? What form will suffering take? When will suffering come and how long will suffering last? The suffering can come from outside of…
Living Well in the Middle of Things
In medias res is a Latin phrase that means in the middle of things or into the midst of things. As a literary term, it refers to a narrative that starts in the middle of the story—often at some critical moment—rather than at its beginning. Earlier parts of the narrative…