A Reflection for the 17th Sunday in Ordinary Time What Do We Remember from Our Baptism? I was three months and four days old when I was brought to the church for my baptism. Like most of us, I have no memory of that sacred moment when water poured over my tiny head, when I was claimed as God's beloved child, when I was wrapped in white cloth and given a candle to symbolize the Light of the World now dwelling within me. We tend to say "I was...
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Quick Overview: Where Are We in the Bible? After last week's readings following Moses through the desert, this Sunday takes us on a dramatic leap backward—almost 2,000 years before Christ—to meet Abraham, the father of our faith. Think of it as jumping from Egypt's liberation story to the very beginning of God's chosen people. First Reading: Genesis 18:20-32 Abraham's Bold Negotiation with God When & Where: Around 2000 BC, on the road...
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A reflection on relationships found and lost on pilgrimage, and the beautiful journey to finding true love Walking Toward Truth Instead of Escape Six years ago, on what started as an ordinary June Monday, I had the most spontaneous idea: I would walk the Camino de Santiago as preparation to become a nun. By Wednesday, I was on an airplane, boots packed and heart full of the most peculiar intention. There I was—a young woman so certain of her...
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The Joy of Return to the Camino The morning sun rose with promise as my feet carried me forward along the Camino. After three nights of forced rest in Logroño, battling illness and fever, my body...
Fever Recovery in Logroño and Finding the Pilgrim Spirit Once More The drenched pillows speak of fever's night visit – my body, a furnace that consumes itself. Sweat-soaked blankets twisted into...
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A Morning of Mindful Beginnings I woke naturally at 5:15, before my alarm, but embraced a new approach today: not rushing. I remembered Lizzie, a colleague with whom I worked in a nursing home in...
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From Dawn's First Light to Detours: Pamplona to Zariquiegui The fourth day of my Camino journey led me from Pamplona to Puente la Reina, a day marked by detours, reflections, and an unexpected...
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A personal reflection from the pilgrim's path Today, I lie in a hotel bed with fever, my walking pilgrimage temporarily paused. Yet somehow, in this enforced stillness, I feel closer than ever to...
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