Twelve years ago, I packed up my beloved Virginia home of nearly a decade and moved to New England. 72 hours later, amid a sea of boxes, I called my best friend Merritt—2,000 miles away—certain that I had made a mistake.
Everyone told me that visiting Iona, a small island off of the western coast of Scotland would be a magical, otherworldly experience.
My children’s bookshelves are lined with thick books about inspiring people.
This year, Saint Julian’s feast day coincides with Mother’s Day.
What strikes me most about Catherine of Sienna’s story is her fortitude.
What does it means to be a follower of Jesus when authoritarian leaders co-opt the gospel of peace for their own agenda of war and oppression?
“This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you.”
To remember Cornelius is to celebrate courage persevering through prejudice and how God’s love can overcome our blindness.
