One Last Pickle :)

We always give thanks to God for all of you
and mention you in our prayers, constantly…

1 Thessalonians 1:2

Although it’s true that I will never, here, be able to thank you each enough for your love and cheerful teamwork as we have labored together in God’s vineyard, I will still say thank you now.  My time with you – whether decades or days — has been a tremendous, profound blessing.  Your discipleship and friendship have shaped me into a better disciple and friend.  Thank you….  //  LEARN MORE

A New Associate!

Greetings from Mundelein, Illinois! I am here (at the time of this writing) at Mundelein Seminary for the week.  Archbishop Vigneron asked me, a couple of years ago, if I would study to be a spiritual director.  He has sent myself, and two other priests from the archdiocese, to study to be spiritual directors for priests.  It is a three-year course (three separate weeks every year) and this week begins my third year.  There are 90 priests present from around the country and it has been a real blessing to study and, as another priest said in a group setting, the experience has been “like being ordained again!”  Cardinal George Mundelein had this seminary built and the city was renamed (formerly known as Area) after the Cardinal who, then, purchased a fire truck, “Old #1”, in 1925 for the village, which the city proudly had restored.  …FYI!

Before I left for Mundelein, I received a call that the archdiocese has assigned Fr. Greg Piatt as associate pastor for St. Anastasia, beginning July 1, 2016. We will, again, have two associate pastors at our parish….  //  LEARN MORE

What’s Your Story?

The morning after my husband and I decided that we had to lay down absolutely everything we are, know, and love to move to a new place, I went to St. Joseph Lake Orion and allowed The 3:15 Project to videotape me declaring that I would, indeed, go to hell if Jesus needed me to. (You can see that video and other stories at The 3:15 Project website.) Well, it’s been quite a harrowing experience, this particular hell.  But here’s a snapshot from the midst of it that may speak to us:…  //  LEARN MORE

Mercy in the Everyday

There’s a certain Old Testament story proclaimed at daily Mass ‘round this time of year that hits me like a ton of grace whenever I choose to really hear it. It’s the story of Namaan, found in chapter 5 of the second book of Kings.  (Go ahead and read it again; I’ll wait…)…  //  LEARN MORE

Starting at Zero

I haven’t written anything bloggy lately because I haven’t had anything to write.  “Write about that!” God nudges me, so here we are.  At zero.

acdbde5e87922b281ae09e218da1dd2aIt’s a difficult, scary, beautiful place to be.  I deeply know this because I can look back at another February spent wrestling with heart-shattering agony. With silence.  With Nothing.  That year, a first-grade boy from our community died suddenly.  Overcome with grief, I spent many subsequent hours sitting in the corner of my den in a large, overstuffed chair – a chair equipped with a poofy pillow, a flannel quilt, a nearby window, and even a twin companion chair.  As I sat there that winter, sometimes I cried.  Sometimes I stared at the wall.  Sometimes I drank tea, or read a book, or called the beloved boy’s mother.  Sometimes I fell asleep.  Sometimes I talked to a pal sitting in the other chair.  All the times, I prayed.  And I learned….  //  LEARN MORE