On the drive in to work yesterday I listened to On Being and Krista Tippet's interview with John O'Donohue. When O'Donohue began to read his poem "Beannacht" (the Gaelic word for blessing) ...

On the day when The weight deadens On your shoulders And you stumble, May the clay dance To balance you. ...
I fell apart. O'Donahue's poetic blessing suddenly felt very personal. And as I welcomed that blessing and claimed it for my own, the floodgates of sorrow opened up and threatened to push me off the road and into wide field beside me.

Kimberly Mason / For The Chronicle. A Double-crested Cormorant at South Lewis County Pond in Toledo opens wide to show just how big of a fish can fit inside. This diving bird eats fish ranging from tiny fry to hefty 16-inch trout. Cormorants are opportunistic diners who enjoy patraonizing freshly stocked lakes and ponds for easy pickings.

Standing in a crowd at an event with my reporter's notebook and pen in hand, I would often overhear people saying things that I was sure they wouldn't want to see printed in the newspaper. And while sometimes it was quite entertaining to remain anonymous and listen in

I met Malik Friday afternoon. He was there when we arrived in the Salvation Army parking lot to provide sack lunches and a supply of bottled water to our friends. I spent some time talking with him. He was kind, he was gentle, and he had a beautiful smile. He was also hurting, physically and emotionally. He had slept in the grass the previous night, his allergic reaction was taking his breath away — literally. He was lonely. He is the same age as my oldest son, my mother's heart hurt for him. I wanted to wrap him up and take him home.


There is always a lot of talk going around about how Facebook is a waste of time and silly at it's best, and destructive and depressing at its worst. I disagree. Used properly and with the right attitude, Facebook can be an intentional practice that can help us connect to ourselves and to others and, dare I say, even to God. As we


It is quite common for us to see a homeless person on the street and think, "Geez, get a job!" Quite common and very unfortunate, because in our ignorance we don't realize that it just isn't as simple as that.


Recently I have been troubled by the disgruntled mutterings of those that say the Mobile Ministry at St. Timothy (my parish home) is merely applying a band-aid to cover up the larger problems that should really be solved by working for social justice and government reform. I have also heard some say that "these people" need to learn to pull themselves up by their own bootstraps and help themselves, and that there should be a limit to what we do to help, 

We all have the energy for what we want to do. If you say that's not true, if you say "I really want to do this, but I don't have the energy to do it" I want you to think again. Do you want to do it? Or do you think you should do it? There is a great deal of difference between the want and should, and that difference is the motivation — the motivation of Desire. It's where your heart is that counts. And STOP with the "If I were a better person I would want to do it." You ARE a better person! And you can't will yourself into your heart's desire. Your heart's desire is a God given gift. Let go of should and let God give you the gift of freedom and desire.