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A Lent of Less
Around this time a few years ago I was trudging through winter weather to get to a rehearsal on a weeknight and I thought to myself “It’s amazing that we ask the same things of ourselves during cold...
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Nothing more
Someone invited me to join a young adult group today and my heart skipped a beat at the thought that I am still young. Youth is in the eye of the beholder, but numbers are numbers. Though I’m a bit...
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Enough as you are, in every way
Eight years ago this week I was diagnosed with a chronic illness after decades of perfect health. For about a year I only had periodic instances of debilitating pain, but with time Crohn’s disease took...
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Giving up performing for Lent
Let me tell you a secret about performing, one you might not see in soapy movies or reality shows: the best artists are sincere and generous, seeking not to manipulate, but to give. That’s not the kind...
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A cascade of mercy
Mercy: forgiving with another’s well-being in mind. Letting something pass without condemnation. Like many virtuous qualities, I often find it easier to define by its absence, by what it looks like...
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Ready to be good: when we want to help but don’t know how
God is always ready to bring about good. This doesn’t mean that the world is perfect, or that God always comes crashing in to undo our bad choices or bad luck. There is always goodness waiting to...
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Now and Forever
I’ve learned it’s just easier to accept that I live in a time of decline. The climate, social and economic equality, political discourse – all of these things are getting worse. There are a number of...
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Stubbornness and grace
“Margaret, I didn’t know you were a runner.” “Oh, I’m not, not really” I said this the day after running my 19th half-marathon, and immediately sensed how ridiculous I sounded. “I mean, I’m not really...
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A place for grief to go
We don’t often admit the tough stuff. We cover it up to get through the day, not out of deceit but for everyone’s good. When people ask “how are you?”, it’s not the time to say I’m sad, I’m confused....
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Finding Lady’s Wells
I told them I was going for a run, but that wasn’t the whole story. When driving to our accommodations in west Cork, I spied from the passenger seat a sign marking a “Lady’s Well and Mass Rock” and...
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