The God Who Sees Me

The God Who Sees Me

The desert sun burned her face, the hot sand tore at her tired feet.  She staggered toward Egypt, hurt and angry, and, let’s face it, not altogether innocent.  And she had probably never felt more alone. In that moment of quiet desperation, God found her. Her name was...
St. Michael, Be Our Protection

St. Michael, Be Our Protection

On this feast of the Archangels, I wanted to share a short but incredibly moving and powerful poem from a Carmelite nun, St. Miriam of the Holy Spirit, also known by her baptismal name, Jessica Powers. May St. Michael defend and protect innocent and defenseless life...