Making Room in the Darkness

You see, dear one There are mysteries you don’t understand, tragedies you don’t comprehend. I am the Mother who hovers and veils all my children with steady, beating love in times of darkness, with rolling waves of compassion in the waiting. I hold the sorrow of hearts and place them in the night sky, a remembrance of luster and ebony twirling together. I live within the container and beyond the container— vibrations of my voice heard even in the driest desert. Remember me? Blessed Mother Mother of Grace Mother of Strength Holy Mother Mother of Jesus Mother of You. I…

Woven Light

The death and resurrection of Lazarus (John 11) has long been a difficult story for me. In the past, I’ve struggled with Christ’s knowledge of the coming of Lazarus’ death without instantaneous action (This just goes to show you how I’d like God working on my quick, efficient time clock, haha). However, I find it’s good to revisit difficult Scripture to see what new gleanings appear. As I read it recently, the themes of light/dark, daytime/nighttime, sickness/health, and death/life surfaced for me. When I consider these categories for my life, I know which I want to be in: I want…