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The spiritual exercise of dropping your daily nets

The spiritual exercise of dropping your daily nets

| Liz Kelly | January 24, 2019 | 0 Comments

My house is a spectacular mess. I keep waiting for someone from the government to show up in a hazmat suit and give me a citation for violations against human health and public safety before hauling me away to pig-pen prison. This is not what I would hope for, of course. It’s just an unusually busy season with many unusual demands — moving parents into assisted living in another state, working, managing a few of my own health issues, scheduling a minor surgery and the like. Filling out insurance forms has become a part-time job.

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A frozen world, a fiery hope

A frozen world, a fiery hope

| Liz Kelly | December 19, 2018 | 0 Comments

My beloved summer lake has now become a beloved winter lake, frozen into silence and stillness. The ice is thick enough to safely traverse, and my shining water world has become a sanctuary to me, a holy place to walk and pray and listen for God’s voice.

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Make some desert in your Advent

Make some desert in your Advent

| Liz Kelly | November 21, 2018 | 0 Comments

It was just one of those days. I found myself sitting at my desk, overwhelmed with work and deadlines and decisions to be made, deep concerns over loved ones seriously ill. I love my work and my life, but it was just piling so high. I needed to go walk in the desert with Jesus a while.

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My gentle man, my Good Master

My gentle man, my Good Master

| Liz Kelly | October 25, 2018 | 0 Comments

Make no mistake, my husband is a man’s man. For his “bachelor party” my siblings gave him a day at a recreational facility called “Drive-A-Tank,” where he spent the afternoon with my brother firing World War II machine guns and driving an obstacle course in a Cold War tank — complete with a water feature. He has hung the bulls-eyes from that day prominently over his work bench in the basement. It was, he reported, “a blast!” Pun intended.

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A deep-rooted antidote to scandal-mania

A deep-rooted antidote to scandal-mania

| Liz Kelly | September 27, 2018 | 0 Comments

It pierces the spirit. How many more stories like this must we endure? Can there be atonement sufficient to cover this sweeping level of corruption and suffering?

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Letter to a weary Catholic parent

Letter to a weary Catholic parent

| Liz Kelly | August 22, 2018 | 0 Comments

A woman emails me to tell me about her daughter: She’s 12 and has tried to commit suicide multiple times. She’s in a mental health facility, and she’s not making much progress. Would I please pray?

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Making peace with ‘Sister’

Making peace with ‘Sister’

| Liz Kelly | July 23, 2018 | 0 Comments

You know you’ve crossed some mystical threshold in aging or illness the moment that water aerobics begins to look, well … appealing. I confess, I crossed that threshold about a year ago.

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More than a few good men

More than a few good men

| Liz Kelly | June 21, 2018 | 0 Comments

If a good man is hard to find, maybe you’re not looking in the right places.

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Mercy works

Mercy works

| Liz Kelly | May 22, 2018 | 0 Comments

When we met, Tammy had yet to reach her 25th birthday. It was her second stint in prison, this time on a charge of armed robbery. At home, she had two young children, whom Tammy’s father was raising. She rarely saw them. To say that there was sadness in her eyes is an understatement. They were overtaken by a profound vacancy and despair. Tammy barely knew her own mother, for she had been imprisoned by the time Tammy was 15 and was still in prison.

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Remember Angelo

Remember Angelo

| Liz Kelly | April 23, 2018 | 0 Comments

On a recent trip to Rome, I stayed, for the first time, in the Jewish quarter. I rented a little apartment not far from Teatro Marcello on a charming, crooked cobblestone street — the kind so characteristic of the Eternal City. Brilliant purple bougainvillea cascaded from terracotta planters set against the lovely earthen hues of the stucco buildings. An accordion player claimed a spot below my window, and in the evening he would mosey from restaurant to restaurant entertaining the tourists who sat down to a bowl of pasta, exhausted with the day’s exploring of so many glorious churches. It was a quintessential Roman holiday.

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A grace ovation

A grace ovation

| Liz Kelly | March 20, 2018 | 0 Comments

As a gift to my brother on the occasion of his ordination years ago, I told him that I would offer up all of my speaking engagements in thanksgiving for his vocation to the priesthood. This seemed an especially fitting and easy gift because I love speaking for groups, and talking about our faith always brings me great joy.

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Getting to forgiveness

Getting to forgiveness

| Liz Kelly | February 20, 2018 | 1 Comment

Some years ago, a woman told a lie about me that caused some serious harm and was tremendously painful to bear. After many months had passed, out of the blue, she sent me an email, something along the lines of, “If I hurt you, I’m sorry.” We’ve all gotten these: the non-apology apology. It was, I thought, cowardly, and did very little to repair the damage that had been done.

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