I realized that I don’t have to choose between a good past and an uncertain future. The blessings of old are not expired. Change provides a new place for God to keep his promises, to fill my empty hand with new treasures.
Through my nephew, I could see the countless confession loops of my life. Sin unfolding into guilt and guilt to anything that would get rid of its burden.
I figured out where to find freedom, and true security, deciding to exist outside the orbit of other people’s expectations.
Perhaps you tried to “earn” your Easter -- but crashed and burned instead.
Sometimes the worst thing is to get everything we ever wanted. Because inevitably we find that it’s still not enough.
A recent letter on human sexuality published by the Nordic Bishops’ Conference displays well the great mystery of Church as mother.
There's good news to be found in our experience of lacking what we want.
