visual act of contrition

Today I spent a few hours trying something new. I was wanting to create with my hands an act of contrition that would be displayed on my altar. I’ve been thinking a lot of Judas recently as his actions coincide with something I am currently working through. A few weeks ago, I had picked up

ash wednesday brought me face to face with jesus (eventually)

I’d never known was liturgy was, and I figured I sure as hell didn’t want it, until one day in my very early 30’s, I actually saw people with ash on their forehead and, instead of laughing and mocking like I did every other year, I started to wonder what it was, why it was

living liturgically (season one, episode twelve, last sunday after the epiphany)

A friend of mine told me that epiphany is a season of revelation, and that seems to be true for me. There’s been a lot of revelation for me, so much that I’m not quite sure what to do with it, except give it to Jesus which I’m going to be honest and say is

grieving eucharist, loving jesus

Disclaimer: Feelings are feelings, it doesn’t mean that they are reality, and I want to say that up front as I talk about deep grief, I experienced throughout the height of the COVID-19 pandemic and the feeling that I had been abandoned by the Church. It’s a story of the deep grief and the loss