
Hold Up My Arms
Some days, prayer feels hard to sustain without help. We are not alone on this journey of faith. Others are praying with us, for us, and because of us.
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Some days, prayer feels hard to sustain without help. We are not alone on this journey of faith. Others are praying with us, for us, and because of us.

As Mother Teresa said, “Do small things with great love.” One quiet act of kindness can echo for eternity.

Even as we wrestle with the realities of living in a human body—illness, aging, disability, declining health—we also have the opportunity to embrace our bodies as a means of experiencing God in the material world.

In the morning, afternoon, and evening today, enter into stillness and be reminded that God dwells within you and animates you through the mystery of the Holy Spirit.

How many times do we find ourselves haunted by a mistake or a poor choice, wincing at the sting of regret?

Francis once told a cardinal, “The Lord has told me that he wanted to make a new fool of me.” How many of us would boast that we’re idiots?

The practice of solitude uncovers and heightens that uniqueness, and fraternal life deepens in the respect and support the brothers give to each one’s unique aloneness.

We follow a God who is God of the present. God is always with us in the present moment–be that moment joyful or painful, hard or easy.

Christianity is spread by the Holy Spirit. St. Paul said, “My message and my proclamation were not with persuasive (words of) wisdom, but with a demonstration of

Sometimes we resist conversion to the Lord’s way because we fear giving it full freedom will shrink our world, will make us more closed in.