Isaiah 43:18-19
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Faith on a Threshold – Raised Catholic episode 93
The following is a transcript of a Raised Catholic Podcast episode. To listen to the episode, click here. Today is episode 93: Faith on a Threshold Hi friends. This week I have been anticipating, teetering, and crossing over a pretty significant threshold; the kind that, when you do step over, it changes everything. And, friend,…
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What If – Raised Catholic episode 70
The following is a transcript of a Raised Catholic Podcast episode. To listen to the episode, click here. Today is episode 70: What If? Hello friends. By the time you’re hearing this episode we will be fully into the Easter season, so happy Easter! I hope the day was a wonderful one for you and yours,…
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Pivot
We are almost to the one-year anniversary of the time when everything changed. And there’s not a date we can look to, specifically, but there is a feeling we can name when we increasingly understood that something big was happening at this time last year. Maybe it was when you or your dear ones had to…
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Mantle – 2021
Each year between Christmas and New Year’s, I lean in close to discover my word for the year ahead. Last year a scripture caught hold of me hard and I thought for sure that my word was embedded within it. It was Isaiah 43:19, and I scribbled it on an index card and affixed it to…
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Puddles
I was praying for a particular person recently and felt an image of a bucket of light being poured out at their feet like paint from a can. The light spread like paint, slowly, into a puddle and it was just enough to step in, just enough to give direction but not nearly enough for a…
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Way
Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland. ~Isaiah 43:18-19 I’d be surprised if there’s a soul reading these words who doesn’t feel we’re…
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Hope
On December 31, 2019, I had a lot of hopes. At our sweet friends’ New Year’s Eve party, I shakily wrote my resolution on a thin piece of cardboard: ‘attend my first writer’s conference’ and then I paused and added something like, ‘pursue publishing’. In the weeks that followed, I applied for and received a…
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Walk – 2020
For the past several years on New Year’s Eve, our sweet hosts have pulled out a sheet of cardboard on which everyone writes their goals for the year ahead in permanent sharpie. One year I wrote that I would find our dog, Bailey, and I did. Another year I wrote that I would run a…