This week my moms found something in the parable of the Lost Son. Usually, I glaze over when this parable is mentioned. I cannot count the number of sermons and homilies I have heard on the “Prodigal Son.” My mom pointed out a four-word phrase that changed my thinking.
Continue reading “When We Are Lost”
Life shifts and we change. There is something new in the air. We question and redefine our priorities. This is part of being alive! We call the big changes transformations or conversions. What about small changes? The little steps we take towards God. What about those? Does that change us? Continue reading “Change in the Air”
Praise God! The Bishop opened the Churches in South Florida! Sunday I attended Mass in person for the first time in three months. We, the Body of Christ, were back facing down fear for Faith. It had me questioning the price of security! Continue reading “Where is My Security?”
On Memorial Day I woke to rain pelting the windows. A clash of thunder had me opening the curtains in my dining room. My giant oak in the front yard thrashed in the wind. The world looked gray through the wind-driven rain from heavy charcoal clouds. Will this break the drought? I half prayed and half thought: If so, it will be a good Memorial Day. Continue reading “Breaking the Drought”
Darkness descended over Milly’s Realm. I kept my head up against the wind. The Strength of the Most High supported me and protected my flank. The storm clouds became black with greed, lies, and corruption. Sickness invades and death follows. Fear runs rampant through the inhabitants. We hide our faces. The economy crashes and jobs are lost. Continue reading “Lessons from Darkness”
Milly Really! 