Alaska was a deal changer for me. It has helped me to think bigger
It was grueling. It was long. It was exhausting. But it’s over. The annual Meire Grove Church Supper is in the books for another year.
In my last column I said I was going to try slowing things down a bit. Well, that’s not working out so well. Actually, things are happening at a pretty fast clip around here.
Thoughts about my four kids, including one getting ready to select a college, have been churning in my head.
Scribbling hope. That’s how I would describe my attendance at this fall’s Diocesan Council of Catholic Women conference on Saturday, Sept. 17. I usually write down things that people say or something that I read that touches me in my little cheapo composition tablets from Walmart or Target. Kind of like, treasures of the heart. […]
Shortly before I started the fifth grade, my family moved from a farm in South Dakota to the farm where my mom grew up in Minnesota. Naturally, with this move came a change in schools. I went from public school to a Catholic grade school. This was my introduction to sisters — as in nuns […]
Where do people get this “lazy days of summer” notion? It just hasn’t happened, as far as I can feel.
I had the incredible privilege of experiencing a couple of “grace encounters” with God this past month. What are those, you ask? I’d define a grace encounter as sensing or feeling God’s presence in a deeper fashion than before. I read at morning Mass every third Wednesday at St. John the Baptist Church in Meire […]
God has revealed his presence to me lots of times in lots of different ways. Last summer, when we were in Alaska, there were many “conversations” between him and me. He talked. I listened. Mostly he said, “Look at all this incredible beauty I created. Enjoy it. Soak it up. There will be times when […]