New Year
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Christmas Blessings – Raised Catholic episode 54
The following is a transcript of a Raised Catholic Podcast episode. To listen to the episode, click here. Today is episode 54: Christmas Blessings Hi friends, I hope you had a healthy and peace-filled Christmas. As I record this, it’s about 10pm the night after Christmas and the house is still but the lights are…
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Bulb
A friend dropped off a large amaryllis bulb in a pretty turquoise pot just before Christmas. As we stood masked in my driveway that day and he handed me the heavy gift bag, there’s no way he could have known the true weight and value of the gift he was giving me. More likely, his wife,…
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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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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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Bean
Oh friends, watch this bean. It was dead, basically, the by-product of an earlier productive and blossoming life. Found itself dried out and useless, buried in the quiet and the dark. It stayed like that for a long time. Then something within itself started breaking and shifting. Preprogrammed for growth, it sent out roots and…
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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…