Koinonia.

8.31.2020 Dad, I am reading The Last Supper by Scott Hahn, a former Protestant pastor who joined the Catholic church. It is a fascinating and enlightening explanation of the relationship between the Book of Revelation in the Bible and the Catholic Mass. Hahn says the Catholic Mass is the key to unraveling the mystery of... Continue Reading →

The arena.

8.19.20 Dad, I have been waiting on this a long time. Mulling over when and how to express something so lofty. So precious as life. Like holding a bird in your hands. Cupping them firmly enough so he doesn’t fly away but gently so as not to harm him. I think the truth is often... Continue Reading →

Betrothed.

8.13.20 Dad, It is your sweet wife’s birthday today. A big one, as you already know, I am sure. She will probably give me a hard time about publishing a letter revealing she is sixty years old, but I think it is important to specify. We all talk so often how growing in age is... Continue Reading →

The invisible player.

7.11.2020 Dad, The daily Scripture reading today comes from Isaiah chapter six. The verses are one through eight. The last, six-eight, is my verse. Here I am. Send me. Though this is the short and sweet reminder, the whole scene in this section of Isaiah is quite beautiful. I have spoken of it before, but... Continue Reading →

Lets talk about pride.

7.5.2020 Dad, If I think about it, it was quite fitting returning home from Denmark the day before the fourth. The whole month of June abroad I got to feel what it is like to be inside another country as an outsider. To be within and without. Us Americans asked the Danish girls on the... Continue Reading →

[RIM]

5.29.2020 Dear friends, I have very much enjoyed being intentional about lingering with the Lord since my last message to you. His Word truly brings life to my soul, a mirror to my heart and clarity to my thoughts. I am continually amazed in the ways He manifests Himself and how truly we ought to... Continue Reading →

Burn me beautiful.

5.3.2020 Dear dad, I was insulted by Jesus today. I didn’t hear a voice or a sign or anything like that. I was merely reading the Bible. Merely, is how I often look at reading Scripture. However, it is this mindset I’ve learned is quite the same as the mindset of the Pharisees when Jesus... Continue Reading →

Damned nonsense.

5.1.2020 Dear dad, In this season of learning how to be a little girl, something else has come to my attention. I can’t think of being a little girl in the same way I think of being an athlete. That is, I can be both a little girl and an athlete but how I become... Continue Reading →

Soft soap.

4.27.2020 Dear dad, “I was by no means innocent, either, of the slow supplanting drift by which means to our most cherished and noble ends become the ends themselves-so that, for instance, writing something to change the world becomes writing something that matters to you becomes publishing something halfway decent becomes writing something publishable; or,... Continue Reading →

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