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It is amazing that it had to take nearly fifty years in order for me to finally wake up to the truth - to the deepest desire of my heart -  that truly, all I want for myself and for my loved ones is to die and go to Heaven. And that to do this...I need to live right. I...

was not yesterday.

In case you thought it was.

Like I did.

And not only did I think it was the memorial of Padre Pio, but I could not get over God's impeccable timing in allowing this day to fall into my lap and land on my heart at the very moment I needed it to.

Which is...

I have regrets that go as far back as to when I was small, and I have regrets that go as far back as just yesterday. I do not believe in #noregrets because I have yet to meet a person without any. I do, however, believe we can get past them, and should get past them, a...

It's a Newtown youth football tradition that every year a new "pump up CD" is created. The boys suggest their favorite song, and a mom puts them all together, so that on the way to their games, the boys can get all pumped up, and the moms can get a headache.

This year,...

I know. It has been quiet around here. That's because there are about to be big changes. Good changes. Stay tuned.

Until then...you can find me here, talking about True Devotion, Mary's blind obedience, and uncertainty. 

I need to apologize to the woman on Instagram whose comment annoyed me so much that I imagined blocking her from my account and proceeded to talk about how much she annoyed me to everyone and anyone who would listen and that includes even the animals, who happen to be...

You know what I love about being a part of a women's ministry? When you reach out and ask for prayers, YOU REALLY DO GET THEM.

I am not implying that when people outside of ministry say "you are in my thoughts and prayers" that they do not actually mean it.  However, wh...

So, my post on surrender went up on the Walking With Purpose Blog today, and as a writer, there is nothing more ironic than needing to hear what you said.  And  by "you", I mean me. These posts are written weeks in advance, and because my inner peace comes and goes qui...

Some days...most days, actually, I have no idea what the Lord wants me to do and how to do it and even though I have got this book and lots of events on the calendar I still have that whisper in my head that tells me, "you have no idea what you are doing and you should...

My mother gifted me with a gorgeous potted plant...petunias, I think. They are on my back porch and they make me smile every time I catch a glance of them. Mark my word. They will be dead by Friday.

The gift of gardening, I have not.

I recently attempted to plant wildflo...