We are not alone! On this day of Pentecost, we are reminded that God ... the Holy Spirit ... lives amongst us and leads us to live the lives we were meant to live. This mystical relationship is given to us out of pure love, through the sacraments, and by our deep desire to repent and be close to Him. So, go into your room ... be alone in your spiritual mind and spiritual heart ... seek God ... hope for an eternity with Him! Pray in peace, and for peace. Celebrate today and fo

When Jesus entered Jerusalem, people were not only interested in seeing Him, but also Lazarus who was recently raised from the dead. This is important to each of us because we spiritually die a little bit when we sin. God resuscitates us while we still live through the sacraments, prayer, and the life of faith, hope, and love. If you have a question or prayer request, please reach out here . If you can donate, please click here .

We are called to recognize when our relationships with God, self, and others grow cold and distant. That is when we need to seek repentance, both through confession and by taking a deeper look into how our origin stories and our ongoing habits create distortion inside and outside of us. By doing these first two things, we are then able to deepen and renew our connection with God, rebuild our inner self, and grow in love, trust and faith with others. If you have a question or

As we prepare for Great Lent, it is important to explore the ideas of death, judgment, heaven, and hell. It is also vital to understand that God offers us healing through sacrament, knowledge, mercy, joy, forgiveness, and love above all else. If you have a question or prayer request, please reach out here . If you can donate, please click here .

I am human. I sin. I disappoint people. And I hate that reality. I am human. I live. I fail me. And I hate that reality. I am human. I seek. I get lost. And I hate that reality. I am human. I pray. I get tired. And I hate that reality. I am human. I believe. I deny the path of Your will. And I hate that reality. I need Your mercy. I need Your patience. I need You more than I need me. But I need me in order to be You for others. And I love that reality. I will die for that rea

No doubt you had doubts Dear Fisherman and Apostle Peter. It is clear you had fear When accused by crowds, Leader of Twelve. You could not Stop protesting a Relationship with Jesus. "I do not know Him." "I am not" His. I don't "know what you" say. You objected three times To the questions Put to you that night. When "the Lord turned and looked at" you, With bitter anguish You wept. Then, there was a breakfast On a shore When you were asked anew. "Do you love me more than thes

When you were ill, Lazarus, Jesus said it would not end you. He transformed your misery, So the Glory of God could be revealed. Pray that our suffering is not wasted. The apostles warned Jesus not to go, But He reproved them. We must walk in the Light And stay far from the dark of night. Help us destroy the tombs we make. Thomas encouraged the disciples To die with you, Lazarus. When Jesus arrived, your body was buried. For the sake of life in the Trinity, Teach us to die a l

A stone door opens Light fades to darkness The space is filled Veils abound. Silence deafens Heads are bent Knees weaken A Body is still. Depth was known Heaven tasted The shroud covers Sadness engulfs. Hands are clasped A flame flickers Incense rises Tears that adore. Love pervades! Cave Walkway Narrow Entrance Photo · Free Stock Photo (pexels.com). Photo by Matteo Nannini, downloaded on 20 March 2023.

Awake and arise my little children. I am not here to tell you a bedtime story, I am here to tell you the truth. Awake and arise so I can tell you about the Christ. Did you not hear me my little ones? He is risen. Truly, He is risen. Why do you not leap to your feet and run to Him? Can you not say a word? Filled with fantasy you cannot recognize Him But only the characters in slumber’s play. You have been lulled to sleep You cannot see Him anymore. Re-live the farce of His be

Drifting can be floating free, at ease, falling asleep, And dreamy, too. Drifting can be wandering afar, listless, and confused. It can also be stubborn. I pray and I wish to be the former. I fear and I know I am the latter. When I want to be lifted up, I fix my eyes to the heart. When I want to be pulled down, I let my eyes run wild. I hate that. Let not the winds of the world Toss me about like leaves Drifting and blowing Like scattered thoughts and sinful whims. Send the H