Miracle Moments

She's docile but determined. Aggressive yet angelic. Resolutely relentless in her quest to guide her children. Our Lady Queen of Peace is no wallflower, silently praying in the background for the conversion of her children. Every single day she is speaking up...Telling us what we need to do to live Holy lives...Guiding millions to her son so that he can move mountains in their lives. For the past 29 years the Blessed Mother has been appearing in Medjugorje daily...That's 365 days a year for nearly three decades. To me that signals something serious. In fact, it is the longest running apparition that I know of in the history of humankind. Mary doesn't seem to care how old we are or how many times she has had to repeat herself, or whether or not we think she's old fashioned...She consistantly, persistantly plays out the role of a caring, wisdom inspired mom who refuses to sit back and watch us fall deeper and deeper into sinful oblivion. The Blessed Mother in Medj

The Louisiana Legislature is turning to God. 61 days into the worst natural disaster in history and lawmakers have declared today, June 20 a day of prayer to ask for Divine intervention. Two months of trying human technology has failed to cap the leak, or contain the oil, or stop the huge concentration of methane gas from being released...So today, our elected officials passed a resolution calling for prayer in whatever form citizens feel comfortable. Sometimes when we are too big for our britches, when we think we are so smart that we have all the answers, when our human sinfulness has blocked us from seeing the answer to our problems...Sometimes someone comes along and offers the one solution that everyone has somehow overlooked. Prayer. You see prayer can move mountains. It can also clean up this mess in the Gulf. Calling on God, who by the way, created the universe and seems to have not only the brains but the brawn, seems like the natural solution. During one of the Blessed Mot

I participated in a miracle this past week. I simply said yes and God did the rest. My soul sister, Judy, and I traveled to 'Our Lady of Hope' in St. Augustine Fl. with precious cargo...Explosive precious cargo, but precious nonetheless. Her son Christian, agreed to visit the community for a three day orientation...To test the waters for his possible entry into their three year program for the recovery of body, mind and soul. Just shy of 20, Christian has been addicted to drugs for several years...From drinking to marijuana, from pills to sniffing heroine, from smoking crack cocaine to standing at death's door. It sounds so surreal just thinking about it. This beautiful young man, who is so dearly Loved, losing his soul and his life to the seductive lure of illegal drugs. It's not what anyone hopes for-for their children. We drove nine hours, through driving rainstorms, through the withdrawal minefields and the ever increasing anticipation that our mission was no

As I opened the shower door, I noticed someone had drawn a bold, two dimensional cross in the condensation on the glass. I've narrowed it down to my two youngest sons, Jake and Zack...who seem to feel right at home in my shower. I figure they were leaving me a calling card, or perhaps a gift since they know that I Love crosses. Over the years they've drawn me any number of versions from their perspective...but this is the first time they've used the shower door as their canvas. I think it's pretty cool...especially since what we draw tells us a lot about our mindset...and what we are mindful of. Remember the scribble scratch we scrawled all over our papers as we sat through another "boring" lecture in school? Here's a tip. If you want to know what your kids are thinking, scan their old school books and folders. At the end of every school year I clean out my kids school bags and weed through the books and papers to make sure we're not throwing away