I berate myself (and others) for not knowing better, seeing better. But there is only one who Knows us as we are meant to be known, and loves us anyway.
More than a year ago, a ridiculous dream formed itself in my heart. On May 5, 2018, it actually happened.
Brokenness lived under the blessing is transformed into a gift, not a burden. Every year in Lourdes, I get to relearn this.
In which we fly across the world to serve the sick and end up joining their ranks instead. In Lourdes, there are no accidents.
Sometimes it’s easy to get so busy looking for the big miracle that we miss the little ones. God answered a very specific, longstanding prayer of mine in a delivery of food: a miracle in a pot of soup.
How can we cultivate the virtues of charity and humility, both during and after a moment where a child’s life might be at stake?
Help doesn’t come when or how we want it, but it’s there. You can always find Three Good Things.