Category: Family
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The World Cup That Spoke Both Languages
Some evenings stay with you long after you’ve forgotten the score.For me, it’s the 2014 World Cup final.The match kicked off just after evening Mass.We lived only a short walk from the church, so instead of everyone heading home, they came to our house. Father knew exactly what day it was. He picked up the…
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An American in Germany (Married to a Very German Man)
The honest, funny, and sometimes exhausting reality of building a life between two cultures. I was at our local church for morning prayer when the neighborhood’s older ladies began to arrive for a Bible study with the pastor. They invited me to join, and I followed along as best I could with my limited German.And…
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Growing Up Around Faith vs Choosing Faith
Faith, for me, wasn’t a foundation—it was more like something that floated in and out, mostly through my mom. We went to church. I went to Sunday School. I had a children’s Bible with pretty pictures—Moses being pulled from the Nile, a blond Jesus smiling at children.I guess you could say I grew up around…
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The Faith I Chose, Again and Again
There’s a moment—sometimes quiet, sometimes jarring—when you realize your life hasn’t followed the neat, predictable path you once imagined.Instead, it’s wandered. Circled back. Started over more than once.That’s been true of my faith.I wasn’t a cradle Catholic. My early years were shaped by a loosely practiced Methodist faith—something present, but not deeply examined. It was…
The Long Way Home.. 