So what have you gotten yourself into with a visit to this blog? Well, it is dedicated not to one focused theme or category but instead to anything and everything that sparks a conversation, even if only inside my own head -- my kids, my work, my Church, my garden, my latest travels. You name it, and I'll write about it. It will often be about spiritual things, but not always. Hence, the name.
I am a mother, a wife, a chronicler of life, and a believer who understands that this journey leads us ever closer to God, even when I feel as though I'm standing still. Although I often don't understand the plan, I get that there is one and I'm part of it.
Last weekend we were lucky enough to have Mass celebrated at our home by Chiara's godfather, who was up for a visit. (He's vicar general of the Metuchen Diocese in N.J.) Olivia, Noah, and Noah's friend were the readers, and Chiara was the altar server.
If you ever have the chance to experience Mass in such a way, grab it.
The closeness of the altar and the intimacy of the liturgy really make for a powerful experience, just like it
must have been for those early Christians who gathered in homes to
pray and break bread.