“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust consume and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust consumes and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. - Matthew … Continue reading “Where Your Treasure Is…”
I've been wanting to share this Bishop Robert Barron's Sunday homily with you for a while. Today, as I type this, I finally have the chance to share these insightful, edifying thoughts on the 1st and Gospel readings from the good bishop. In this homily, we learn or are reminded, depending on who you are, … Continue reading Why hope?
Yesterday was my birthday. My age doesn't matter that much for today's reflection, but the fact that it was my birthday does help explain why I found myself watching The Last Bus on one of the many streaming services to which we subscribe. The service asks who is watching. I have my own profile and … Continue reading Love is Sacrifice
My grandmother explained to me one time what the Incarnation of Jesus was like. I don't mean the Word becoming flesh, the theological explanation that John's Gospel gives us. She was a simple woman, though a wise one. And a pious one. She just wanted to teach one of her visiting granddaughters about the what … Continue reading A lesson I never forgot
We've basically completed our move to Texas from California. It was hard, but not as difficult as so many other life challenges. And for me, it was coming home so that made any hardships or discomfort easier to endure. My husband, Sean, and I are in our retirement home. We hope/plan to live here till … Continue reading Home At Last
I am sharing this late in the day because I've been visiting my grandkids! But today is the Feast Day of Mary Magdalene, so here's something I wrote a while to honor her faith in Jesus. I aspire to be like her. https://drowning-in-lemonade.com/2021/02/07/on-sunday/
One day, several years ago, I was sitting in an empty chapel praying and waiting for the families to arrive for the funeral of my cousin's mother-in-law. A man who looked to be homeless, in disheveled, dirty clothing with matted hair to match, approached my pew. His shoes were worn through and he shuffled when … Continue reading What matters most to me
Something to meditate upon this Good Friday… https://youtu.be/NegD8s3pUpw We could never thank You enough. But we can vow to live our lives worthy of the sacrifice.