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When Pope Francis died, I started praying. Praying for his soul, praying for the universal Church, and praying for the Cardinals who would elect the next Pope. With my knees on the ground of the Roman streets during Pope Francis' funeral the need to pray felt immense, even urgent. I can’t remember now exactly how I ended up on Psalm 27 but I did and that became my prayer for all of these intentions.

It’s hope from the past fueling hope for the now. And isn’t that essentially the Christmas message?

We were created by a God who thinks so much BIGGER than us and doesn’t shrink back from the idea of multiple dreams being able to coexist.

I'm so excited to offer opportunities for others to encounter the presence of God through Spirit-filled talks and retreats!

“Where is your Jesus when the kids are going through this?” I saw this comment on a post praising the rescues of 100+ children described...