Margaret's Blog
There are certain chores that fill me with existential dread. Unloading the dishwasher is one of them. Every time I […]
Jesus came as a refugee baby. He lived as a religious minority, was distrusted and harassed by authorities and was […]
My father had an Aunt Lucy who I, of course, also considered my aunt, and who died too young of […]
This is adapted from a reflection I gave for the Contemplative Leaders in Action‘s Boston Advent Prayer Service, December 1, […]
In the weeks leading up to the 2016 presidential election, I found myself seeking – and approaching – a sense […]