Daily Reflections

March 30, 2026  - Things I Don’t Understand
I was born during the last years of what is now known as the “..greatest generation” and am/was steeped in the mores of the time.  One thing, for instance, was the relatively few tattoos visible on the exposed parts of our bodies and were most often seen on military men.  Later on, when I was employed in a state prison tattoos were ubiquitous amongst the male population and on some of the female population and that was not unusual.  I am now, admittedly, stunned by just how common tattoos have become on all genders and ages.  I have to say that I admire some of the colorful “body art” but I’m not moved to get any myself.   I can extrapolate this progression to my own faith life as when I was a youth I knew little of religion but, as I matured, I noticed just how people of faith lived differently than I.  I am happy to say that the example of those lives drew me to “join the crowd” and be proud to have joined those sharing the signs of belief in our Lord Jesus.                     
Deacon David
 
March 31, 2026 - More on Tattoos
A recent newsletter from the Sacramento Loaves and Fishes service told the story of two mature women reflecting on the tattoos they chose to have on display on their arms.  The tattoos are written statements of belief related to their life experiences.  Having read them and meditated somewhat on them I can see how the two women were drawn together and may not have developed a friendship without the tattoos.  So, it has gone in my life experiences.  When I take the time to actually “see” a person and take the time to listen to what they’re saying then I can relate to them.  In a recent gospel we are given that same sort of lesson.  You remember the story of the woman at the well...she was amazed at having actually been seen and acknowledged as someone entitled to know the Messiah, Jesus.   How often I’ve heard people passing up opportunities to share their faith thinking they are not worthy.  Nothing could be further than the truth that God loves all of His creation and sent His Son to make that clear.  Even tattoos can show the way.                                                  
Deacon David
 
 
April 1, 2026 - Can You Take Just One More Tattoo Reflection?     
More than one of my close family members has tattoos and, as I’ve said, I don’t want one but the circumstances of a couple of my tattooed family make me understand a bit more of why they would have them.  One of my grandsons is pretty heavily “inked” with the most prominent one emblazoned across his back and shoulders in large letters: his surname.  I wondered about it and realized that it is a proud statement of his family name and he wants people to know it.  Another of my family, a proclaimed agnostic, has a rosary with, yes, a crucifix prominently displayed on his left forearm.  While he doesn’t practice his Catholicity he proclaims it by his body art and his very Christian actions.  As for me I like to say that my faith is tattooed on my heart and like the two guys I’ve mentioned it would be very difficult to remove those tattoos.   It is my aim to make my “tattoo” show through my actions as a Catholic Christian…in full color.                
Deacon David
 
 
April 2, 2026 - I See You                       
Who among us hasn’t seen or been approached by a seemingly unhoused person while in a car stopped at a traffic light?   I’ve noticed that they seem to work in pairs and in “shifts”.  They commonly carry a crude sign printed on a piece of cardboard saying something like “…homeless and hungry, anything helps”.  To my chagrin I admit to rolling up my window and avoiding eye contact.  And now here I am in the season of Lent when I am called upon to fast, pray and give alms.   My fasting is voluntary. It has an end date.  Theirs is ongoing.  I pray for them and that their needs be met by the charitable institutions I give to who will respond to their hunger and need for warmth.  I want them to know, despite my demeanor at the stoplight, that I do see them and know that they are God’s children and my brothers and sisters…but I don’t know how to speak to them, acknowledge them, and let them know that I see them.    Lord, show me the way.                                                                                    
Deacon David
 
April 3, 2026 - United Nations                
Our route to church takes us Rocklin Road off I-80 to Granite Drive eastbound.  We’ve taken that route many times over the years and only recently did we notice the variety of ethnically related businesses although we’ve patronized many of them.  There are Japanese, Italian, Chinese, Indian and Mexican restaurants, New York style bagels, Kentucky Fried Chicken, 31 flavors of ice cream and all-American donuts.  Yes, I know neither New York nor Kentucky is an ethnic group, but they represent an American attitude:  fried chicken and all people are welcome.  The same can be said of our parish family.  We welcome everyone who walks through the doors, and it is evident that many ethnicities worship here.  I hesitate to try to identify them all because I’m sure I’d leave some out.  I am reminded of travelling and times in other parts of the world and how we assisted at mass which was offered in the local language but our responses in English bothered no one.  Our Lord preached not only to the Jews but to the gentiles of different or no religion.  So too am I called by my baptismal vows not only to worship with all of my sisters and brothers in the church but to go into the world to share the good news just as Jesus did with the Samaritan woman at the well.  Now let’s discuss the best (Mexican, Japanese, Chinese, Italian, Indian, American) food in the area.                                                                                                          Deacon David
 
April 4, 2026 - Models                         
At a recent meeting of our faith sharing group we talked about, of all things, how we and others share our faith.  We acknowledged appreciation for how the Jehovah Witnesses and the Mormons go out in pairs, door to door, always with a smile and undeterred by doors being either unanswered or closed in their faces.  I am amongst those people who has done   either or both of those things.  One of our group, a “convert”, reacts to them far differently: he treats them as friends and welcomes them in for conversation and sharing of faith.   He, and the JW’s and Mormons are models of what Jesus instructed the disciples to do…go into the whole world two by two to share the good news.  My faith, through baptism, calls me not only to go out but to, as my friend does, welcome those of other beliefs to let them know what it is that sets us apart and draws millions to join our church.  It is my hope that I will follow what my friend and, indeed, what the JW’s and Mormons do, freely sharing my faith wherever I go.                           
Deacon David
 
April 5, 2026 - Bounty                     
The home we now live in has a large, mature orange tree which has produced a massive number of oranges this year.  While we like eating them there are simply too many for us to consume.  I’ve given them to neighbors and friends and even encouraged passers bye to take some.  Squirrels seem to enjoy them so I don’t deter them in any way.  What to do?  One of our neighbors, who takes many of the oranges, relates that he and his wife juice them and put it in ice cube trays to be able to use them later.   Thinking that doing ice cube trays would take too long to use the amount of juice available I decided to use old milk and juice containers to freeze and store.  By rough calculation the freezer now contains just under three gallons of frozen OJ.  I didn’t plant the tree and mostly relied on the rain to water it but I get the bounty of the tree.  Thinking about that unearned bounty reminds me of how God has been in my life: overarching, giving, providing more sustenance than I can use so I can pass it on (but not expecting it to be frozen in place for later use).  Orange juice provides the vitamin D necessary to sustain health.  God gives us Himself to sustain the health of our spirit and life, and He give as much as we need.            Deacon DavidMarch 23, 2026 - Like the Poppies
 
Spring has sprung and the California poppy is starting to pop up all over. The characteristics of this lovely wildflower remind me so much of our own human potential when we remain grounded and open to the light of Christ. 
 
I describe the flower like this: 
The poppy’s golden and orange hues brighten the green landscape with splashes of color that easily catch my eye. It wakes to the sunrise and spreads its petals to welcome the light of the nurturing sun. It may bloom solitary on its own lengthy stem, but it is never alone. In a happy place it will thrive and multiply, producing many more flowers. It is strong and resistant to drought and can bloom in difficult conditions. But it is also delicate. If plucked from its roots, its petals will immediately fall off. It was not meant to be severed and contained, but instead to grow wildly. It has a purpose in nature — to create smiles on the faces of people who roam freely in its presence; to create a sense of peace and relaxation in those who pause long enough to notice this simple golden gift; and to add beauty to our world year after year. 
If we could all be like the poppies, with God as our foundation of roots and soil, and Christ as our sunlight, the world would be a more beautiful place. 
Maria Montalvo
 
March 24, 2026 - Eyes Open 
 
Recently, while driving to the Bay Area, I realized I was lost. I thought I was going the right way, but came across a stretch that didn’t look familiar. Right in front of me were vast rolling hills of green grass with numerous trees full of bright green leaves. The landscape had a beautiful glow from the sun above and the hills were outlined by the bright blue sky in the background. It was absolutely stunning. But where was I? I thought for sure I had missed an exit. 
 
I kept driving and eventually determined I was on the right path. I had traveled this same road countless times in the past. Why had I not noticed this area before? Perhaps it was because my husband usually drives while I am reading with my head down, looking at my phone, or am half asleep. Perhaps it looked different because this time I was not traveling in the darkness of night. I could actually see the seasonal changes. I realized it was all these reasons. 
 
This made me wonder how often I travel through life essentially in darkness, with my head down or my eyes closed to divine blessings around me. I may be headed in the right direction, but am I really paying attention to what’s most important?
 
Lord, help me to live each day not merely on the right road, but in the light of your guidance — eyes open to your abundance, focused on a life of purpose, and fully aware of the spiritual richness you provide.  
Maria Montalvo
 
 
March 25, 2026 - Coming Home
 
For several months I’ve spent many weekends in the Bay Area  celebrating holidays, visiting relatives, and tending to family matters including the unexpected passing of my mother and helping my father who is battling cancer.   When I’m there, I attend mass at St. Martin in Sunnyvale, where I grew up and went to school for eight years. I have many fond memories of this church, especially of receiving my sacraments and singing in the choir as a child. Over the years, I’ve returned for numerous baptisms, first communions, confirmations, weddings, and funerals. Despite my long history at St Martin, because I moved away over thirty-two years ago, I now feel more like a guest there and I really missed my current parish, Saints Peter and Paul. 
 
It was Ash Wednesday when I attended mass at Saints Peter & Paul for the first time after my mother passed away. I walked in carrying the weight of grief upon my shoulders and left feeling like so much pain had been lifted from me. The church was packed that day. People lined the back wall and every pew was full. I felt comforted by familiarity and surrounded by support, even though only a handful of people actually knew what I was going through. When the choir sang “One Bread, One Body”, I felt like they were singing directly to me. I was consoled by God’s loving arms around me, through the gathering and powerful worship of my faith community. It was just what I needed. It truly felt like I had come home. 
 
Maria Montalvo
 
March 26, 2026 - Never Alone
 
My husband and I both come from huge families. We grew up with numerous aunts, uncles, cousins, and siblings. I’m the fourth of eight children, my husband is the eighth of nine, and we have seven children of our own. In addition to our kids and grandkids, we have many nieces and nephews who have growing families too. There are five living generations of Lozanos right now and our family tree is thriving. 
 
Along with the blessings of having so many relatives, comes the reality that we are not immune to life’s challenges. Actually, we have more branches of our family tree at risk, more limbs that can be damaged or potentially break. We are not untouched by death, tragedy, illness. No one is. But, when faced with adversity, we have a built-in support group, an army of prayer warriors, always someone to lean on. 
 
I realize, however, this is not the case for all people. Having a strong relationship with Christ and a wonderful church family makes a significant difference. In difficult times, we can turn to the Lord and our faith community for support. We are all children of God. We have that in common. And no matter what happens within our own families, having God in our lives means we are never alone. In times of trouble, knowing God is ever present brings comfort to our days. 
 
Maria Montalvo
 
March 27, 2026 - The Fast Lane
 
When driving in the Bay Area I see more and more stretches of freeway labeled with FasTrak signs. This is the electronic system for paying tolls when crossing bridges and driving in certain express lanes. It eliminates the need to stop for someone to collect a bridge toll, and, in the fast lane, it allows you to maintain a high rate of speed, bypassing traffic in the other lanes, thus getting to your destination faster. But there’s a price.
 
Not only do the fees seem high and can add up if you use the system often, but if you get into certain lanes, you can’t get out any time you want. This means if you are not familiar with the available exit points before you enter, you could end up stuck in that lane, missing your exit entirely.
 
This system can be used as an analogy for my life and spirituality. I sometimes find myself “caught in the fast lane” of life, rushing to get from place to place, packing too much into my days, and not taking enough time to connect with Christ.
 
Lent came at the perfect time for me, like a detour that guided me out of the fast lane and onto a much-needed exit ramp. Slowing down during Lent has given me the opportunity to renew my relationship with God, to focus on prayer, repentance, and reflection, as I journey towards the resurrection. I pray that all people who are paying the price of living in the fast lane may find a better way to live through Jesus Christ.
Maria Montalvo
 
March 28, 2026 - Grateful and Blessed
 
In early February, my family celebrated the life of my precious mom, Leticia, who entered eternal rest with the Lord on January 30, 2026. 
 
My mom was not only an amazing mother to me and my seven siblings, but she was also my best friend, role model, inspiration, and spiritual mentor. She was truly special to countless people who were blessed to know her. 
 
Mom joyfully lived a life of faith, love, service, purpose, positivity, and gratitude. Even when she wasn’t feeling well, she remained optimistic. Relying on a walker to get around, she confidently talked about the day she would be back on the dance floor. It’s comforting to think of her dancing freely in paradise. 
 
My mom praised God for all things. Her faith and gratitude were unwavering. She celebrated everything — and I mean everything. It was fitting, then, to honor her in a celebratory manner with: bright attire, colorful flowers, beautiful music, traditional mariachis, a full rosary, and a Catholic mass in which her husband, kids, and grandkids all participated, and a meal shared by hundreds of friends and family — just as she would want. 
 
Mom lived each day feeling so grateful and blessed that she wanted those words (in Spanish) engraved on her tombstone: 
AGRADECIDA Y BENDECIDA
 
In the midst of my sorrow, I feel grateful and blessed as well — grateful to God for the wonderful gift she was to all of us and for the lasting impact she will have for generations to come… and deeply blessed to call her my MOM. 
Maria Montalvo
 
 
March 29, 2026 - A Time To Rise
 
This coming week, as I reflect on the suffering, death, and resurrection of Jesus, I am reminded of the ultimate sacrifice Jesus made for all of us. This is a time that inspires me into action. This is the perfect opportunity to renew my faith and be resurrected into a better way of living. 
 
I pray that all of us can:  Rise from darkness and live in the light of Christ. Rise from fearful uncertainty and have faith in God’s plan.  Rise from the paralysis of isolation and seek active connection with others. Rise from the chains of sin and gain the freedom of forgiveness. 
Rise from the depths of despair and experience unlimited hope. Rise from the pain of grief,
and find comfort in gratitude. Rise from the ugliness of hate and discover the beauty of love. 
 
I walk with Christ in prayer and repentance, as I prepare for His death and glorious resurrection. Lord, help me to remember that Easter Sunday is not the end, but a time to rise to a wonderful new beginning. 
Maria Montalvo


March 16, 2026 – Sand Shifting
 
In the desert, sand shifts beneath my feet as my muscles work against the uncertain ground.  My footprints vanish behind me…and yet I keep walking, because somehow stopping seems harder. 
 
I lived most of my adolescence believing that I would work and achieve until I arrived where I was meant to be.  The joys and struggles of life however, quickly taught me that life is lived in complexity and nuance, and is not linear as I had once imagined it to be.   Lessons of impermanence through loss, and sacrificial love through parenthood, allowed me to embrace new directions in life.
 
Shifting sand and vanished footprints, and yet…I keep walking toward the “next right thing.”
-Katie Maynard
 
 
March 17, 2026 – Steady Horizon
 
The desert’s horizon line holds steady no matter how long I walk toward it and it waits for my surrender.   
 
Through my travels, I have seen the most incredible horizons stretching across oceans, mountains and the high desert.  That being said, I imagine my experience of “beholding the horizon” is different than wandering in a desert towards an endless horizon.   Such a journey can seem daunting to be sure, and yet our Lenten season leads us not toward desolation, but toward hope.   Through these forty days, we move toward a steady and unwavering horizon that is our God…who carries what we cannot, and loves us even in our weakness.
-Katie Maynard
 
 
March 18, 2026 – Subtraction
 
The desert teaches by subtraction: removing the clamor and exposing what lies beneath.
 
When I look back at elementary school, even though I was one of those kids who loved math…I still was very much aware that subtraction was more challenging than addition.  Although math instruction has come a long way, with visual and tactile means to help teach addition and subtraction…the fact still remains that subtraction is much trickier than addition.   
Lent is about subtraction, and it definitely feels tricky.   Our fasting during Lent though, is about taking away, so that we can be filled with more grace, it’s about setting something down in order to make space, and it’s about quieting the noise, so that we can hear the voice of God.
-Katie Maynard
 
 
March 19, 2026 – Endurance
 
The desert sun beats down on me, and salt, dust and wind whip through my hair.   I can taste the heat and my eyes water with dryness.  The desert does not care how prepared I thought I was.
 
Admittedly, I came into Lent completely exhausted, which is difficult for me, because I care deeply about being prepared.  Preparation helps me feel confident as I move towards something, whether it be packing a diaper bag when the girls were little, putting together a planning doc for upcoming travel, setting a table for company’s visit, or lesson planning and draft writing.  In all of my planning though, there comes a point at which I must surrender and accept that I will never be fully prepared for what awaits.
 
Coming into the desert weary and unprepared feels risky, and yet we do not wander alone.  The other day, as I walked into mass after teaching faith formation, I saw my older girls gathered at the door of the sacristy.  One of their friends had just dressed for altar serving, and three others were leaning against the wall as they all huddled together, laughing and catching up with one another.  I was moved at this sight of “faith friendship” and so grateful for a community of believers with whom I walk into the desert…leaning into and huddling up with one another.
-Katie Maynard
 
  
March 20, 2026 – Emptiness
 
Walking through the desert, I discover how to hold emptiness and abundance side-by-side as I am made to feel small beneath a vast sky.
 
One of my favorite prayer encounters is simply to sit in an empty church, lit only by the flickering candles of our community’s faith and prayer.  The pews hold the memories of the people gathered, the vessels wait to be filled again, and the sanctuary candle reminds me that the church is not really empty at all.   In that quiet space, I sit in and allow the emptiness and abundance to wash over me, knowing that Jesus is right there with me.
-Katie Maynard
 
 
March 21, 2026 – Ready
 
Through the exhaustion of heat, labor and dehydration I become in touch with my body: my heartbeat becomes my rhythm, my attention sharpens, and my breath becomes a prayer.  
 
I was thinking about the maternal influences in my life, as well as my own experience of motherhood, and it occurred to me that moms know what it means to be ready.  There’s nothing else like it really: when you’re scared, when you’re worried, when you need to hear it’s going to be okay, if you made a mistake, if you forgot your gym clothes, if it’s late at night, and even if it’s far away…moms are ready.
 
While some of that readiness might come from instinct, it also arises from our own wandering, which puts us in touch with rhythm, attention and breath, making us ready for what’s ahead.
Jesus is ready like that…ready for us.  Are we ready for what waits for us at the end of our Lenten wandering? 
-Katie Maynard
  
 
March 22, 2026 – Hidden Springs
 
Despite the harshness of the desert: its expansiveness, its relentless exposure and its emptiness…I also remember that hidden springs travel deep beneath the surface, and secret life waits and grows.
 
Whether it is a cactus flower, a tiny critter, or an oasis pool of water, life springs forth from the desert.  New life and refreshment await, and yet it is difficult to emerge from the desert, just like coming down from a mountaintop.  It feels impossible to communicate to others what it was like, or how I have changed, and no photo can capture the encounter or its beauty.  Still…we dust ourselves off, we quench our thirst, we lift our eyes and we rise.
-Katie Maynard

March 9, 2026 -  ‘A Little Girl Speaks’ 
Today’s readings for Mass are about Naaman’s healing from leprosy. While we often hear about his being dipped in healing waters, the story begins with the advice of a little girl. The girl is nameless, and in addition to being a child, was a victim of war. She had been captured by the Arameans, and was made to be a servant to Naaman’s wife. The scripture notes; 
‘Now the Arameans had captured in a raid on the land of Israel 
 a little girl, who became the servant of Naaman's wife. 
 "If only my master would present himself to the prophet in Samaria," 
 she said to her mistress, "he would cure him of his leprosy." 
 Naaman went and told his lord 
 just what the slave girl from the land of Israel had said. 
 "Go," said the king of Aram.’ 
The little girl was aware of the healing powers of Elijah, and upon seeing the affliction of her owners, did not let bitterness keep that information from him. The unnamed ‘little girl’ is an inspiration on caring for others despite your own circumstances. We don’t know how she knew of Elijah’s ministry, whether she saw a miracle or just heard of them; all we know is that she unselfishly shared what she knew of God’s prophet.
Daryl Grigsby 
 
 
March 10, 2026 -  Forgiveness Never Ends 
Today’s Gospel has a fascinating narrative of Peter wondering if there is a limit to forgiving others. The Gospel notes, ‘Peter approached Jesus and asked him, 
 “Lord, if my brother sins against me, how often must I forgive him? 
 As many as seven times?” Jesus answered, “I say to you, not seven times but seventy-seven times.’ 
Peter’s question mirrors one that I have asked:  how much do I tolerate, accept, overlook from others before I am freed from the obligation to forgive.  Jesus’ answer to me is the same he told Peter, ‘seventy-seven’ times. Jesus is basically saying, ‘don’t count the number of times you are forgiving.’ In fact, he’s probably hinting that we should not be counting. Jesus is trying to liberate me from holding grudges, harboring bitterness or counting the number of offenses against me. Jesus is reminding me not to focus on what others have done. Focus on yourself, your own life, and your own challenges; and most of all, how much God has forgiven me. He is also reminding me that there is no limit to the number of times God has forgiven me.  Imagine if I had a limited number of stumbles and offenses beyond which God would not forgive me. I could well be way past my quota. 
Daryl Grigsby
 
March 11, 2026 - Remember  
The first reading from the book of Deuteronomy is an appropriate text for the Lenten season, or any time for that matter. The Hebrew scriptures record Moses telling the people; 
"However, take care and be earnestly on your guard 
 not to forget the things which your own eyes have seen, 
 nor let them slip from your memory as long as you live, 
 but teach them to your children and to your children's children." 
Take care, be on your guard, do not forget what you have seen, do not let them slip from your memory, teach them to your children and grandchildren. I find that the biggest challenge in my Christian journey is forgetting what God has done for me and others in the past. When I look back on my life and see how far I’ve come, how many experiences where I have felt God’s presence, the many times I have seen God at work in others – it is pretty overwhelming. Yet, in the rush of a busy schedule, when times get difficult, when worries and anxieties abound, I often forget what I have seen and heard. It is no accident that in the Eucharistic prayer we hear, ‘Do this in memory of me.’ It is so important to call to mind and not forget what I have seen. I often recall Christianity is not just about ‘faith’, it is about our real experience with God, and the ability to recall, cherish and grow from those experiences. 
Daryl Grigsby
   
March 12, 2026 - Lift Up Your Hearts 
In today’s Mass the first reading and the Psalm are reminders to listen to the voice of God. One thing that constantly amazes me when reading the Old Testament is the number of times the people of Israel drifted away from God. From Moses to David to the prophets, the Old Testament is full of times where God saved the people, the people rebelled and drifted away, and the people began to disobey the commandments and oppress the vulnerable. The Old Testament is the record of God’s continual call for the people to return with their whole heart. God’s pleading did not end with the people of Israel, it extends to me and all of us today. In a way, the mercy 
God extended in the Old Testament is a comfort that we can always return to God. 
 
Consider these words in the first reading; 
From the day that your fathers left the land of Egypt even to this day, 
 I have sent you untiringly all my servants the prophets. 
 Yet they have not obeyed me nor paid heed; 
 they have stiffened their necks and done worse than their fathers. 
The Psalm asks that when we heard God’s voice, not to harden our hearts. These readings are a reminder to lift up my heart, to open my heart to hear God’s voice. God spoke to them and still speaks today. 
Daryl Grigsby 
 
 
 March 13, 2026 - What Is Most Important? 
Today’s Gospel reading from Mass notes, “One of the scribes came to Jesus and asked him, "Which is the first of all the commandments?" Jesus replied, "The first is this: 
 Hear, O Israel! 
 The Lord our God is Lord alone! 
 You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart,  
 with all your soul,  
 with all your mind,  
 and with all your strength. 
 The second is this: 
 You shall love your neighbor as yourself. 
 There is no other commandment greater than these." 
 
When I think of Catholic tradition, various church teachings, and Christian doctrine, it is sometimes confusing and even overwhelming. Yet it is important to recall what Jesus reminds us is the greatest and most important commandment. He did not say the others are irrelevant or unimportant. Jesus does, however, tell me that loving God, and my neighbor as myself, is the most important, primary and singularly essential. What a good reminder for me, yes to Catholic tradition, yes to liturgical prayers, yes to Catholic social doctrine, but a bigger YES to the greatest commandment. Love God and love others as you do yourself, such a great reminder for me. 
Daryl Grigsby
 
 
March 14, 2026 - A True Sacrifice 
The readings for today’s Mass are perfect reminders for the Lenten season. The first reading notes: For it is love that I desire, not sacrifice, 
 and knowledge of God rather than burnt offerings. 
 
The responsorial Psalm echoes that same theme. 
  For you are not pleased with sacrifices; 
 should I offer a burnt offering, you would not accept it. 
 My sacrifice, O God, is a contrite spirit; 
 a heart contrite and humbled, O God, you will not spurn. 
To round out this important theme, the Gospel according to Luke records the parable of two people going to pray in the Temple, a Pharisee and a tax collector.  Jesus says the Pharisee exalted himself and his faithfulness, while the tax collector just prayed, ‘be merciful to me, a sinner.’ 
Such a timely reminder regarding what God desires of me. Sincere love, honest repentance, vulnerability, and authentic devotion are all more important than checking artificial boxes of what I might think religion means. This is a great reminder for me during Lent. While I may have made commitments to my Lenten observance, at the heart of my commitment must be a sincere love of God, and an honest look at my own shortcomings – not to feel bad or ashamed – but to fully experience God’s forgiveness. 
Daryl Grigsby
 
March 15, 2026 - The Second Scrutiny 
 I converted to Catholicism when I was forty-four years old. There is a benefit to a later conversion; since Catholicism is so rich – there is much to learn and experience. One of my fondest memories is learning about The Scrutinies. I recall my first Catholic Lenten season, from Ash Wednesday, through Lent, through the three Scrutinies of the third, fourth and fifth Sundays of Lent. I was particularly intrigued at how The Scrutinies were an ancient church tradition whereby the Catechumens, and indeed the entire church, reviewed their lives in the context of John 4 (woman at the well, John 9 (the man born blind), and John 11 (the raising of Lazarus).  
This week’s reading is particularly meaningful to me in so many ways. Jesus opens the eyes of the blind man, and there follows much dialogue about how it happened, who healed him, what blindness means, and other issues. It seems to be one of the longest sections in the Gospel where Jesus is not physically present or speaking in many of the verses. The most impactful verse for me is where Jesus says he came into the world so that those who do not see may see, and those who see may become blind. This powerful statement rings true with me. Admitting my blindness to spiritual realities, asking to ‘see’ what God intends for my life, is an important and ongoing Lenten (and constant) discipline. My constant prayer is to see, and follow, the Light of the World. 
Daryl Grigsby
 

February 23,2026 - January

After all of the Christmas decorations are taken down and the holiday celebrations have ended, January starts feeling very bleak. It’s still cold and still dark, and with no breaks or holidays on the horizon, it feels as though the month will never end. I imagine the time between Jesus’s death and resurrection felt similarly bleak to the Twelve Apostles and other followers of Christ. After so much commotion, now they are grief stricken and without guidance. But just like January ends and the nights aren’t so long, Jesus reveals his resurrection and continues his ministry, spreading His light to the world.

Sarah Pipitone

February 24, 2046 - That Explains A Lot

A few weeks ago, I was chatting with my roommate - who isn’t religious - when I mentioned Mardi Gras coming up. She was surprised that I knew when it was, as she never did. I explained that I knew it was the day before Ash Wednesday, which led to me explaining Lent, fasting, Palm Sunday, Holy Week, and Jesus being tempted in the desert. She had no idea Mardi Gras had any context other than beads and parades. It is always interesting how many seemingly secular celebrations or traditions are tied to Christianity or Catholicism. I love being able to share my faith by making these connections.

Sarah Pipitone

February 25, 2026 - Duh!

At mass one evening, after the first reading, we all said “Thanks be to God,” as usual. I heard a baby somewhere in the church make a sound that sounded a whole lot like “Duh!” Apparently it was blatantly obvious to this child that we should be giving thanks to God. But I’m glad he shared this opinion because it got me thinking about the many blessings God has given me, all the joy He has poured into my life, and everything I have to be grateful for. Somehow it slips my mind to thank Him for these blessings and joys, when, duh, I should be doing it much more often. So thanks be to God.

Sarah Pipitone

February 26, 2026 - Shenanigans

While my technical purpose in school is to earn my degree, I do not spend every waking moment studying. I have a great circle of friends that I spend a lot of time with, and we get up to our fair share of shenanigans together. Did the Twelve Apostles have time for shenanigans? They spent years on the road together, following Jesus and learning from his miracles and parables and whatnot. I find it hard to believe they spent all of that time being picture-perfect students of Christ. I have absolutely no proof to back this up, but knowing they were simply human, they must have gotten up to some mischief together. Imagining them this way helps me feel stronger in faith when I’m with my friends sharing ideas and laughs.

Sarah Pipitone

February 27, 2026 - Interpretation

One thing I took away from my many years of high school Spanish classes was that not every word or phrase makes sense when it is translated, especially because not every word has a direct translation. For example, in Greek there are four different words that we would translate to “love” in English. Each of these words has a different meaning, that can significantly change the nature of the love you are describing. The Bible, being ancient and vastly popular, has been

translated repeatedly over the course of the centuries. Even today, there are a bunch of versions of the Bible that each have slightly different translations. I try to keep this in mind whenever I disagree with someone about something written in Scripture, because it is entirely possible we are reading two different stories, and that God wants both to be heard.

Sarah Pipitone

February 28, 2026 - Cameras

Social media bombards us with what everyone else is doing at every moment of their day. Everyone else seems to have their life together, but that is just the parts they are choosing to show the camera to get likes and attention. This is in direct contrast to how we are taught to do prayer, fasting, and almsgiving during Lent. Beyond not doing it just for other people to see, chapter six of Matthew’s gospel tells us “don’t let your left hand know what your right hand is doing.” I always have to remind myself that Lent is not a competition or a performance, but an opportunity to grow in my faith.

Sarah Pipitone

March 1, 2026 - Snow

It has been snowing a lot in Reno lately, and my university's campus is covered in snow and ice. Having never lived somewhere where it snows regularly, the weather has seemed pretty magical. That is until I am trying to get to the dining hall and I almost slip and fall on all the ice. The good news is, I can always get back up again and continue walking. I slip and fall in my faith sometimes too. But the good news is, God is forgiving. He helps me back up so I can continue walking in my faith.

Sarah Pipitone

Feb. 16, 2026- The Smaller We Measure the Day 

I had the pleasure of being on a weekend retreat recently with the popular spiritual author Terry Hershey.  In a talk about finding sanctuary moments in our lives, he spoke about how easy it can be for us to focus on the things that upset us. This one quote stuck with me: “The smaller we measure the day, the angrier we seem to be”. Is it possible that I am paying too much attention to the frustrating little details of my days and in the process ignoring the many more frequent moments of peace and joy where God was present? 

Lord, open my eyes to reality of your presence and help me let go of petty anger and frustration more quickly. 

Darcy Wharton 

 Feb. 17, 2026- Til Death Do Us Part 

A month ago today, my husband’s parents both died…and unbelievably only an hour and ten minutes apart! One was 91 and one was 96. They were married 72 years and led a simple but full life focused on their three children and their shared love of the outdoors. As in many families, one of them was Catholic and one was not. My mother-in-law Lorraine made sure she raised all three children in our faith by attending Mass regularly and my sister-in-law was educated exclusively in Catholic schools.  This reminds me that one person of faith in a marriage can have a strong impact in a family and I am grateful for the faith she passed on to my husband.  

When people have heard that my in-laws passed within such a short time of each other, they often say “that’s how I would want it” or “I remember wishing that would have happened when my spouse passed”. I don’t understand why God allows that for some and not for others, but we are grateful that neither one of them had to live life mourning the loss of their lifelong partner.  

Lord, we know you are the author of life from conception to natural death. Help us to be accepting of your will. 

Darcy Wharton 

 Feb. 18, 2026- Now is a Very Acceptable Time 

Today is Ash Wednesday and we return today to the season of Lent. This day will bring so many people to church. There’s something profoundly meaningful about recognizing our need to return to God with greater love and faithfulness and receiving ashes as a visible reminder.  I find the readings very interesting. In the first reading, the prophet Joel encourages believers to publicly weep and mourn, to blow a trumpet and proclaim a fast. The emphasis is on doing this as a group and showing others outwardly that change is about to happen.  
As is often the case with our scriptural readings on a given day, the gospel “flips the script” and we hear Jesus tell his disciples to avoid public displays and instead to “not let your left hand know what your right is doing” and to keep their almsgiving secret. He encourages them to go to their inner room to pray and that “our Father who sees what is hidden will repay you”.  

Now is a very acceptable time for us to gather as a community. It is also time for me to turn my attention inward. 

Lord, we enter this season with an intention to draw closer to you. Help us be faithful to this desire.  

Darcy Wharton 

 Feb. 19, 2026- Diversion 

“By means of diversion a man can avoid his own company for days”. This quote from Pascal (a French philosopher) makes me smile because I know it is true. I know that it is possible to avoid doing any real deep transformative work - for days, months or years. Why is this? Frankly, because inner work (spiritual maturity) is hard! Perhaps we also are unsure of what will be revealed.  It seems easier to allow ourselves to be distracted rather than slow down and acknowledge God within. But what if we remember that we are not alone when we do this work? I believe we have a God who promises to never abandon us and who will help us see who we are- and who we can be. Perhaps no diversion is necessary! 

Darcy Wharton 

 Feb. 20, 2026- One Stitch at a Time 

Did you know we have a stitchery group at our parish? On Tuesday mornings in the Library building, several ladies gather for a couple of hours of crocheting, knitting and stitchery.  This is a place of laughter, conversation, and community.  They have taught newcomers their needlework skills and together they have donated 286 blankets in the last year to various organizations like Mother Theresa’s Maternity Home and care centers.  

To me, this is a perfect example of how God can use anything, including our hobbies, to impact the life of others. Imagine the joy of receiving a handmade blanket knowing that a complete stranger thought enough of you to give a gift from the heart. To think that this happened 286 times in the past year is amazing. 

Truly God is at work in this ministry and so many other ministries of our parish. 

Lord, help use our gifts to generously serve others.  

Darcy Wharton 

Feb. 21, 2026- “I’m Just A…,  

Someone recently told me that we should never start a sentence with “I’m just a …”  Whatever follows that statement is a diminishment of who we are.  No one is “just” a mom, “just” someone doing a small task, or “just” a teacher.  We are made in the image of God and I believe that when we begin to see ourselves and others as God does, there is no need for false humility. 

As the popular quote from St. Irenaeus states, “the glory of God is man fully alive”. 

Lord, remind us often of who we are. 

Darcy Wharton

Feb. 22, 2026- The Three Great Temptations 

Today’s gospel reminds us of Jesus’ temptations in the desert. I have heard that all of us are faced with these same three temptations.  The first is to want creature comforts: to turn stones into bread.  For me this is the desire to want life to be easy and comfortable, avoiding pain at all costs.  The second temptation is for fame. The tempter encourages Jesus to jump and let the angels catch him, which would bring him notoriety.  For me, this is the temptation toward attention-seeking, “likes” on social media and more.  The third temptation is to be powerful.  For me, power shows itself in my desire to control things and occasionally people! 

Lord, in the season of Lent, allow us to recognize our own temptations and turn towards you. 

Darcy Wharton

February 9, 2026 - Advice
 “Start each day with a task completed, find someone to help you through life, respect everyone, know that life is not fair and that you will fail often, but if you take some risks, step up when the times are the toughest, face down the bullies, lift up the downtrodden, and never, ever, give up, …(you)will have changed the world.”  These are the words of Admiral William McRaven.  I can image St Paul having said something similar in his letters to the communities of early Christians.  This was and should be American culture.  I learned these values over many years.  Most I learned from my parents. Others through my faith, and two were fulfilled through my wife.  
 I do not need talent or wealth to follow these basic life instructions.   Today I rose earlier than usual.   I made the bed, took care of my personal needs, and fed the dog.  Soon we will go for a walk.  I will try to greet those I may encounter.  Later I will work on a meaningful project for a friend. I will plan how opportunities and treasure will lift up the downtrodden and as long as God allows, I will never, ever, give up.  I was asked recently how to describe myself in one word.  Words like loyal, reserved, knowledgeable came to mind.   I settled on unrelenting.  I think that is what Admiral McRaven meant by “never, ever, give up”.  I need Jesus’ help and together we will continue his work.
Ray Frink 
 
 February 10, 2026 - Disciplined Trust
A question I get as I age is what five-word epitaph would I want on my grave marker.  ‘Everything was interesting to him’, would be appropriate.  I once told my son that “nothing is boring to me”, but the positive phrasing sounds better.  I read a two-word phrase that also describes my personality and my approach to career, hobbies, volunteer work, faith and community:  disciplined trust.  Why mention this in a reflection?  I must rely on the witness of Jesus’ disciples, the wisdom of early Church leaders, and 2000 years of saints and sinners for my faith.  I meld this knowledge with my own experience of the Father, Son, and Spirit through my faith community and the Sacraments. I listen to current faith leaders who also must rely on these same witnesses, leaders and saints.  It is incumbent for me to strive daily to see God in my life, acting in the world, and to know that the suffering experienced in my world is reflected in the face of Jesus in the garden and on the cross.  I believe in one, holy, catholic, and apostolic church.  I trust and I question, not to distraction or doubt, but to better understand, explain, and live my faith.    Discipline is a virtue in my faith.  It is not easy and I often fail.  It is necessary.  I will continue with disciplined trust in my Church and faith:  believing, questioning, and seeking the best path for my life.
Ray Frink
 
 
February 11, 2026 - Holy Spirit
            I hear and see moments of the Holy Spirit in my life.   I see the Holy Spirit in anagrams.  Anagrams are words that when the letters are rearranged give a different word.  Earth rearranged is heart, great for a lover of the ocean.   Listen rearranges to silent, which you have to be to listen.  I see the Spirit in nature.  A visitor from Ohio, offering that Ohio is very flat, asked if I ever get tired of the green hills and mountains of California.  I answered that there is enough variation living in flat Yolo County, being near the hills of Napa and the mountains of the Sierra that I never lose my appreciation for the wonders of this planet.  In Yolo County the corn grows tall and red tomatoes rise from bare fields.  The almond and walnut trees change from bare branches to pink blossoms, green leaves and nuts, repeating that cycle every year.  The Holy Spirit whispers to me as I guide my bicycle down country roads, into and out of the shade of trees, through these fields and orchards.  The Holy Spirit tells me to keep riding and take care of myself.  The Holy Spirit encourages me to recognize the bounty that surrounds me and that everyone must share in it.  I hear the Spirit’s voice say in the bark of a sea lion, the cool breeze of the coast, and the lifegiving sun of the Central Valley: ‘Protect It All’.
Ray Frink 
 
February 12, 2026 - Real, True, Essential
 Francis (Fay) Vincent Jr. was the last truly independent commissioner of baseball.  He reflected once, “What is real and true and essential cannot be diminished.”  I live in a turbulent world where the compassion, mercy, and love demonstrated by Jesus Christ are considered weaknesses, and service and sacrifice are only considered valuable if they bring power and wealth. I awaken every morning asking: Lord, what are we going to do today? and I don’t always or can’t always hear the answer.  So, I pull myself out of bed, do the little things that keep my life in proper order and then do the little thinks that serve the rest of the Body of Christ.   Sometimes those little things are about how I personally treat the environment, my family, both close and extended, or neighbors.  Sometime those little things are volunteering both near and far for those from whom I will receive nothing except knowing that I have honored my Lord by remembering his admonitions to love and serve.  I refuse in these turbulent times to feel helpless or hopeless.   As Commissioner Vincent said, “What is real and true and essential cannot be diminished.”  The life of Christ and the saints and the message brought to me about a loving God is real.  Service and sacrifice that benefits the other is true and creating a world where all children of God are embraced with caring, dignity, and respect is essential.  These cannot be diminished.
Ray Frink
 
 
February 13, 2026 - Rewrite the Stars
            In the movie, The Greatest Showman, a love song between two economically, socially, and racially different people poses the question, “Who can rewrite the stars?” i.e., change fate.  The couple is temporally resolved that things are the way they are and no one can change the effects that wealth, privilege and race have on their society.    During the Christmas season when stars figure prominently, I challenge this conclusion, with hope in my heart, because there is one person who can change the stars and we celebrate his arrival:   Jesus the Christ.  
            Jesus’ arrival was heralded by a star.  He brought change of a wonderous nature to the world.  Jesus demonstrated by his willingness to accept the mantle of a human being upon his divine shoulders that compassion, sacrifice, and mercy can help love to flourish against the harsh forces that I and we allow to exist in society.  Jesus gives me the tools to be the miracle that helps all of us find compassion, mercy, and love in our hearts and bring it into the world, regardless of station and time of life.  I know it seems impossible that I, just one person, can rewrite the stars of the world around me. I am not God, but I believe that God is beside me every step.   In The Greatest Showman an act of selfless heroism breaks through the couple’s doubt.  An act of love demonstrates that the stars can be rewritten.
Ray Frink
 
February 14, 2026 - Risks
Pope Francis said, “The one who adds new talents is truly faithful, because he sees things as God does; he does not stand still, but instead, out of love, takes risks.  He puts his life on the line for others; he is not content to keep things as they are.”   I am retired now for 10 years after a career in science and medicine.  I taught my two sons that as they go through life, adding ‘new tools to their toolbox’ is always a valuable endeavor.  It matters not if the knowledge or ability you gain is immediately used, as long as it will have value for someone.  I tried to encourage this kind of curiosity about life.   
I have put my life on the line for others and hope I won’t have to again. If the occasion arises, I will.  More importantly, I daily place my time, talent, and treasure on the line for others.  I give away a part of my life when I do this. Now in my 70’s, I find it harder to know where to add new skills.  Perhaps that is why I look so much harder to find where God is speaking in my life than before.  I thought, after these many years, that I’d be better at hearing his voice. I know this:  God is present in my life every day.  He speaks in whispers and little notes to me. I am listening.
Ray Frink
 
February 15, 2026 - Torah
 Should we teach the Torah in religious education?  The Torah are the first five books of the Bible: Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, and Deuteronomy.   Observant Jews of Jesus’ time and even the fishermen he chose as disciples, would likely have memorized these books.  As a Catholic, I believe Jesus is the fulfillment of the Old Testament.  How can I fully understand Jesus’ words unless I also understand his perspective and the perspective of those he taught?   When Jesus quotes the Old Testament, he will quote the Torah.  Jesus says in Matthew 26:11: “The poor you have always with you.” (NAB) This has been used as justification for dismissing the poor.  The disciples would have known the full quote from Deuteronomy 15:11: “The needy will never be lacking in the land; that is why I command you to open your hand to your poor and needy kinsman in your country.”  This is a call to care for the needy.  
 Jesus quotes Exodus and refers to the law of Moses on other occasions, writings that all his listeners would have understood.  Scripture scholars encourage reading an entire chapter when trying to understand a gospel passage.  Context and content go hand in hand in our understanding 2000 years after Christ’s words were spoken and the world has changed so dramatically.   Having watched my wife teach religious education and my small involvement in it, I know time is limited and the amount of material great.   Still, perhaps there is something to be gained.  
Ray Frink

February 2, 2026 - Groundhog Day
Today is Groundhog Day. So what, you may ask? Besides being a cute cultural tradition in which we predict the arrival of spring with a groundhog, it holds special memories for me.  When I attended a two-year training program in Jungian-based dreamwork, we had to analyze all the symbolism in the 1993 romantic comedy by the same name. It was fun and amazing how much was packed into the story. The star, Bill Murray, plays Phil, a news reporter who is caught in a time loop forcing him to relive February 2nd over and over again.  The implication is that he has inner work to do in order to get over his cynicism and general selfishness. Phil must confront his shadow, the less acceptable parts of himself that he has denied, in order to find meaning in life. And because it is a romantic comedy, it is the way he wins over the girl he’s in love with. The lesson goes something like this: After many failed, manipulative attempts, Phil is only freed from the repetitive loop when he stops trying to get what he wants and stops needing to control the day. 
So happy Groundhog Day!  May all our furry little ego selves learn to live humbly and recognize that Spring doesn’t come until we no longer avoid our shadows.
Renee Anaclerio   

February 3, 2026 - Beatitudes for Our Times
The Gospel reading last Sunday was Matthew 5:3-12, The Beatitudes. This is a beloved scripture and good food for all kinds of homilies across many traditions. Lately I have been pondering how easily the language of the beatitudes can be disempowered.  It goes something like this (although we are rarely so blunt):  Essentially, God will bless the unfortunate, probably later in heaven. There is really not much I can do about their situation other than offer my empathy, so I’m off the hook.
A reflection by Pastor Steve Garnaas-Holmes challenges me with a modern version of the beatitudes: 
Blessed are you who are vulnerable or undocumented, for you belong to God.
Blessed are you who are pepper-sprayed, for your eyes see most clearly. 
Blessed are you who are neighborly amid terror, for you are at home with God.
The writing, which continues for several more lines, calls me to accountability and to participation. Maybe it is because it speaks to my time and place.  I image those who heard Jesus knew exactly what he meant when he blessed the rejected and the peacemakers of his time. I imagine Jesus’s words were both comforting to the disenfranchised and radically challenged the power systems of his day. How do I, as a follower of Jesus, work for a world in which the vulnerable indeed experience being blessed, here and now? Maybe it starts by understanding that “blessing” is something I can do with God. I’m not off the hook.
Renee Anaclerio   

February 4, 2026 - A Child in Our Midst
They arrived as Mass started, not surprising when you have two little ones in tow. People have a funny way of claiming the aisle seats first, so of course people had to rearrange to allow the family into the middle section. I had the privileged seat directly behind the seat they chose—a perfect view. The littlest one, 9-18 months, stole my heart from the beginning. His head popped up with a big smile and twinkling eyes as he said “hi.” During the readings, he chatted happily and played with his car, which on more than one occasion ended up in the pew in front of him or behind the people on either side. He didn’t make it through the homily—Daddy took him to the back of church when he started to fuss. But I was thrilled to see him join us for Eucharist, back with his family, right where he belonged.
It was hard to hear the readings; I was distracted.  But I wonder if my having to struggle to hear the Word was symbolic of life’s reality. During the homily, father quoted St. Teresa of Avila, “Christ has no body now but yours… ours are his hands…”  It occurred to me that we, God’s family, had made a human playpen for the child. A place of safety and belonging. And for me I was reminded that even though the Christmas Season has given way to ordinary time, we can never stop looking for the child among us.
Renee Anaclerio
   
February 5, 2026 - Hope Is a Discipline
 
 Hope is a discipline, not an emotion or an expression of optimism, says author, Mariame Kaba. She credits a nun with teaching her this lesson. She learned to ground each day in hope, to consciously practice it in daily choices. I understand this to mean that hope is my action to align with God’s will for a more loving, more perfect world. I think about how often I hear statements from people of faith that imply that they “get through” this world’s pain and suffering by reminding themselves of heaven that is to come.  Once upon a time, that language didn’t bother me. Now it feels like a kind of escape. It also might express a lack of trust that God is here and nowin this world, and that we are co-creators of God’s Kingdom that is both here and also coming. 
How do I cultivate hope as a prayerful discipline in the midst of our times of distrust, anger and selfishness when it seems to be easy to scapegoat and hurt others?  I think hope is trusting that in spite of all the evidence, this is God’s kingdom, not Ceasar’s. And then I try to make daily decisions according to whose kingdom it is.                  
Renee Anaclerio

February 6, 2026 - Pick Up the Baby
Our celebration of the Christmas season has ended. Hopefully, we as Church, carry the light into the world. We remind ourselves that we are Christ’s body serving others. Our lives become the manager for God’s love. This is beautiful to me, and I need ways to remember as time marches on towards the next season.
There is one thing I recall from Christmastime that is a helpful image.  We were with my sister and brother-in-law in Ohio where Scott is a Lutheran pastor. One Sunday he shared a message that was deeply inspiring to me. It was about a new chaplain at a hospital who was sent to visit the neonatal ICU. Perhaps he thought he was going to comfort a frightened new parent. He found himself alone in a room full of tiny, sick babies and a busy nursing staff. He was feeling helpless and shuffling papers searching for an appropriate way to interact, when a seasoned nurse came over to him carrying a tiny baby who was surviving only day by day.  She told him, “put that stuff down and hold the baby.  Just hold the baby, love him and pray.” I was so touched by the image. I think about the times I want to find the right words or discern the right actions for a difficult moment. Perhaps it is God who whispers, what is needed now is only your presence and your love.  Hold, love and pray.                                                                             Renee Anaclerio
 
February 7, 2026 - Let Your Light Shine
In this Sunday’s reading from the Gospel of Matthew 5:13-16, Jesus challenges his disciples, and us, to let our light shine before others. Scripture scholar and professor of New Testament exegesis at the University of Tubingen, Gerhard Lohfink, says this message was likely directed at Jesus’s disciples as they were being sent out in small groups to share the good news. The reign of God cannot remain hidden; it must be proclaimed.  I think about how we are to proclaim the reign of God today… Jesus proclaimed the reign of God over and against the reign of Ceasar.  How do I/we proclaim the reign of God as God’s Church, Christ’s body, today?  If I follow Jesus’s example, I believe I am called to stand with victims of hate and oppression, to support and defend the poor, the refugee, those who are trampled on by the powerful. I find myself challenged to live my faith, not by what I profess as belief, but in how I live.  The challenge is to use my resources, my influence and my skills to let my light shine and proclaim God’s kingdom.
And I remind myself, those with power are also loved by God. But when my power and privilege blind me to the needs of my brother and sister, the Church is called to remind me Whose kingdom it is.                     Renee Anaclerio
 
February 8, 2026 - Prayer in the Dark
Well after dark at our house, I take our two dogs out to relieve themselves, and I put our goat in her house. This was not a favorite thing to do at first. It is a chore my husband used to do, but now he can’t see well in the dark, so the job is mine. I have good night vision, and I prefer to let my eyes adjust rather than turning on porch lights that only provide limited sight. With time, I’ve come to notice more things about the dark. There are birds that make unique sounds at night from their roosts in our trees. A little animal scurries across the yard. And, there are thousands of bright stars visible. I’ve even learned to watch how the constellations move with the seasons. Most of all, I’ve learned a new form of prayer in the dark. The vastness of the sky seems to lend itself to a prayer without words. What is called for seems to be my awestruck presence. One of my spiritual directees calls it snuggling up to God. I think that is a wonderful way to describe it, and I wouldn’t miss it.                                                                                 Renee Anaclerio