I know what it’s like to get sucked into something deep and evil, and to not be able to get myself out. This is why Jesus came! To deliver Israel from their sins, to deliver me from mine, to deliver the world from theirs.
Mary is still bleeding out from childbirth, her stomach still cramping, stretch marks run along her skin. She picks up Jesus in a daze and pops out a breast, and Jesus latches on to eat. Mary winces as her crackled nipple aches as the child suckles.
I’m a week late, but I shall say happy new year anyway. This is the first Advent that I’ve managed to live the season in any meaningful way, and what I’ve come to realize is that just as suffering can enter me into the story of Jesus, living the liturgical seasons does the same thingContinue reading “living liturgically (season one, episode one, advent 2021)”
I began to explore the life of St. Francis and his spirituality first because of the stigmata. As I looked further into his life, there were some other things I noticed also, one was his insistence on living penance. Until recently, I’d thought of penance as something that’s asked of me when I make aContinue reading “penance”