St. Francis of Assisi Blog
Parents love it when their children make things for them to see. A card, a picture, schoolwork that they can talk about…it’s all welcome to a mom or dad. In the CGS Atrium the children often create things. And just as often, they don’t.
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to build a church of missionary disciples one tweet at a time.
Why are some organizations, companies, and maybe even some Churches just not that exciting to be a part of? Looking back on history there is a strong case to be made that organizations with a strong, compelling, world-changing mission are the most exciting to be a part of.
I may not have thousands of followers or even millions of followers on social media, but I truly believe I’m an influencer, both on social media and in other aspects of my life.
What my husband and I realized through this process is that, while objects (especially pictures and video) can help us remember, they aren’t the memories themselves.
This quiet simple Mass was an important reminder to me about noise. The noise of life doesn’t keep God from us. No, He’s always there beside us journeying with us through our lives. But, the noise of my busy life keeps me from seeing and feeling Him.
No one likes to be afraid. Suspense movies, roller coasters, and haunted houses aside, we don’t really want to be afraid. I certainly don’t. In fact, for years the idea of Fear of the Lord as a gift of the Holy Spirit (and not a curse) totally confused me. Why the heck would I want to be afraid?
Sitting in the movie theater after seeing Unplanned the first time, I felt stunned… I felt an undeniable stirring in my heart to get involved in the pro-life effort. I needed to do something. Something to help the preborn babies. Something to support pregnant, potentially abortion-minded women to see that there is a better way.
About three years ago, I took a big leap of faith. I took a job as an outside hire with a college campus ministry organization whose mission is to build a tight-knit Catholic community on campus that typically hires from their former students.
You read that right. I have the perfect youth ministry. There are only 5 youth in the program, but these kids are gonna change the world. We have a small budget. But, we meet every day of the week. You wanna talk relational ministry? I spend HOURS with these kids.
Even so, my heart was heavy and I couldn’t shake the sense of loss. How can there be that level of evil on Easter Sunday? As a Catholic, it felt personal. It always does.
Over that weekend, I was questioning everything. Am I in the right job? Am I in the right career? Heck, am I even in the right country?! Monday morning, as I walked into my office, I prayed a quick and simple prayer: “Jesus, I need to have a good day today.”