I knelt in the last pew of the little adoration chapel, reflecting on my Wednesday workday and trying to motivate myself to pray the Rosary when a middle-aged Hispanic woman entered. She shuffled past me, dropped to her knees in front of the monstrance and lifted her hands.
Read MoreIt was the first time in my career I came to a crossroads where my faith couldn’t blend with my work.
Read MoreIf we are all called to be like Christ, that must mean we are also called to be vulnerable and not only that, but to be held by Mary.
Read MoreWhen I found out I was pregnant, I was ecstatic, however the realization that I didn’t know “how” to be a mother slowly set in.
Read More"To my sisters, carry a light, and bring along the oil, for you know not how long you will wait for Him. A mother, a wife, and a woman who has stood trembling at death’s door..."
Read More"Dear sisters, it was the feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe. I was 20 weeks pregnant, working full time, my husband a masters student. We were preparing to enter the Church, and facing a lot of opposition to our decision..."
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