reconciling things

“Allow it all to happen: beauty and terror…” Rilke

I was in the first trimester of my eighth pregnancy.  I was having dinner with two girlfriends one evening when suddenly I started bleeding and cramping.  Terrified, I excused myself from dinner and drove home.  I remember there were Christmas lights in the trees and the city looked beautiful.  But my heart was racing.  I prayed all the way home–starting with Our Father and then Hail Mary.  Any previous reservations I had about asking Mary’s intercession were irrelevant in that moment.  Mother Mary, pray for my baby.  Please go to Jesus and pray for my baby. Continue reading

Sola Scriptura: Latin for Scripture Alone. It’s the doctrine that the Bible is the final and only authority for Christian faith and practice.

It was a battle cry of the Reformation, a backlash against the authority of Church Tradition.  However, if we are going to go SCRIPTURE ALONE then surely the SCRIPTURE would teach this doctrine.  Does it? Continue reading

Jesus sleeping

When my husband was in seminary he studied (for some unknown reason) child development. One of the things he learned is that until a child is approximately 16-18 months old he does not know himself apart from his mother.  His mother is not “other” but rather an extension of himself. Continue reading

On April 26, 2014 I had a long phone conversation with a Catholic friend. I told her that there were still questions I had regarding Catholic doctrine, but that I felt they were lesser questions than my hunger for the Eucharist.

That night I had a dream.  I was going to Adoration.  When I got to the church, I saw the monstrance with the Host hanging from a long string from the ceiling!  Continue reading

In this blog I am trying to trace my spiritual journey to discover when I became Catholic.  I don’t know, yet, when that moment was.  But, I do know the moment I stopped being a Protestant.  I was already neck deep in love with The Real Presence.  I already loved the Mass.  I already was feeling like there was a great disconnect between what I had been taught about the Catholic Church and what was the truth.  Then I watched this video.  (It’s long, but worth it.) The protest was officially over.  I would not refer to myself as a Protestant again.