Jesus was funny. He still is. Think I’m wrong? I challenge you to pray with these texts:

“Preach the gospel always. Use words when necessary.” ~St. Francis of Assisi I agree with St. Francis. The core of any evangelization should be the example set by the person preaching.

“You just gotta do it, man. Don’t think about it. Full send!” My toes dangle off the edge, I can feel the wind biting at my bare ankles and calves. A solid 60 ft cliff filled with jagged rocks ending in a rushing and daunting river beneath me. I closed my eyes and felt the power of the wind.

There once was a doe-eyed teenager who had the world at her fingertips. Every ounce of her being existed for the sake of competition and teamwork. Every day of her life was filled with running, basketball, softball, and any other sport that was around. It was her existence.

I may not be a psychiatrist but it doesn't take an expert to point out when a relationship is toxic. In my own life, I have both experienced and witnessed unhealthy relationships along with the toxic pains and issues that arose from couples being on different pages.

During my Freshman year of high school, I experienced a big loss in my life. Someone really close to me passed away, and it made me feel very alone. I didn’t understand why they were gone.

In this time of the pandemic, it’s more important than ever for Catholics to know their bible. It will help us to face the isolation and discouragement that are so prevalent in these times.

I was to use my sword whenever the devil sent his minions against me. I wasn’t supposed to go and find the enemy, but I was to know, love, and serve God, by protecting my Faith that was given to me.

I was truly lost. Walking into that confessional, it felt a little foreign. It was my first time being behind that wall in a very long time.

"Who is going to save our Church? Not our bishops, not our priests and religious. It is up to you, the people. You have the minds, the eyes, the ears to save the Church. Your mission is to see that your priests act like priests, your bishops, like bishops, and your religious act like religious." Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen

Growing up I loved the idea of superheroes and other fictional heroes who save the day and are recognized by the world for their noble deeds, and it was that love for them that made me realize how much of a hole I had in my heart to be known as an important and amazing person.

God does not ordinarily speak in thunderbolts, unfortunately. So, what happens when God is silent?

Behind you, a “Honk! Honk!” from a car is heard followed by a teenager yelling these words: “YOU’RE AMAZING! HAVE A GREAT DAY!” A big black van with yellow lettering that says “You’re Amazing” zips past you with someone hanging out the window waving and smiling at you. For the first time all day, a real smile breaks out on your face. Suddenly the walk home in the cold doesn't seem so bad.

I miss my first-born daughter in a way no one else could possibly miss her. My relationship with her was unlike anyone else’s, and the void in my life and in my family feels so vacuous at times and it’s a very lonely and isolated place to be. The disbelief that the accident actually happened and resulted in Anna’s instant death washes over me again and again. How can it possibly be true?

There were so many things to look forward to in becoming a missionary, such as traveling, ministry, social skills, and job experience. But the thing that was always on my mind when discerning coming was being part of a community.

I learned to take the focus off me. I was afraid of messing up, stumbling, mispronouncing words, and embarrassing myself. I was standing up to read the Word of God and all that I could think about was myself.

Shame is not truth. Truth is giving it to God and accepting the mercy that He longs to give us. Truth is choosing to let go of shame.

If you work out, think about making your workout a Prayer Workout for someone who is struggling. If you want to work out but lack motivation, then try a Prayer Workout and do it for someone else.

If you got injured, who would you be then? If you got kicked out of school, who would you be then? If your family disowned you, who would you be then? Any of these things we typically associate ourselves with could quite honestly be stripped of us at any moment. Even our name!

Healing and forgiveness can’t happen by yourself. I was trapped in depression, isolation, and loneliness until I took the risk to let someone in. For 12 years, I didn’t tell anyone what I had been through as a young girl.