Victory, Victory in Christ

Well one victory was long in coming, i had to learn about forgiveness, and my son helped me too: you can't control others, he pointed out. I was very afraid of giving over sexual territory becsuse of my history, but now I have "the new innocence, " and when the male resident B. got close … Continue reading Victory, Victory in Christ →

Superbowl win: personal status

For the Eagles, obviously. It just had to be. It coats over the dismal dismay of my illness with morning sunshine, and my favorite breakfast, poached eggs, English muffins and bacon. I probably should have opted for the hot cereal but I missed the last poached eggs too. So I'm feeling just a tiny little bit … Continue reading Superbowl win: personal status →

Sunday morning

My guiding voices, in this case my son's, tell me not to go to Church this morning. I have LEARNED to follow these voices, following the example of St. Faustina and her 'internal promptjngs.' They're not 'voices' just a single word like 'no', or 'do' or 'do not.' Its odd but its been going on … Continue reading Sunday morning →