How do we create space for God in our lives? Reflections from Catholics exploring our relationship with God through prayer.
By Genevieve Nicoll
I attended a youth leadership forum recently and one of the speakers talked of how we could be saints. This idea seemed extraordinary to me. I wouldn’t put myself and a saint in the same sentence. I've always considered them way out of my league.
By Bishop Michael Kennedy
Not everyone is happy about what Pope Francis has had to say in Laudato Si', his encyclical letter on the environment. One critic described the document as "a mixture of junk science, junk economics and junk ethics" which, if followed, would prevent the world's poor escaping poverty.
By Fr Andy Hamilton SJ
Refugee week is a time for looking at big pictures and little pictures. This year the big picture is bleak. The number of people who flee across land borders to escape war and persecution has grown, especially in the Middle East and in Africa. They are often escaping from religious persecution, but their flight takes them into the path of international conflict and of the bombs that respect neither religion, nationality nor life itself.
By Natalie Gordon
It probably seems a little unusual to offer a reflection on the Year of Consecrated Life as a woman who doesn’t belong to a religious community or institute.
However, for a long while in my young adult life, religious life was something that I felt called to and deeply desired.
Some days the pull of God’s love on my heartstrings catches me and it’s in those moments that I am obliged to revisit the journey that took me to the convent and then beyond.
I fell in love with the idea of religious life in my early twenties. I had a great Aunt who was a Josephite in regional Australia and even though I never met her, her story seemed interesting and exciting.
One day, whilst praying in the convent chapel next to the school I worked in, the sisters jokingly offered me the ‘tour’ of the convent.
By Genevieve Nicoll
I compose blog posts in my head. Words and ideas are given birth deep within and then freed after a bit of pondering. Some of the blogs that I have written are the result of a lightning bolt of inspiration; a seed planted which just kept growing. Some are impatient and do not let go until the last word is written, the last thought expressed. This blog, however, has sat with me for over a month. I think, patiently waiting for me to learn enough to articulate it.
By Christina Rocha
I have been resenting my knee exercises recently. I know they’re good for me, and as my physiotherapist keeps on reminding me, my knees will not get stronger unless I regularly do my exercises. But I keep on finding other things to do with my spare time other than said knee exercises: sleep, catching up with friends throughout the week, bike riding, hiking, swimming, gardening, reading, crocheting, anything really, other than those blasted knee exercises.
By Frances Morton
Like everyone, I’ve had some hard times in my life. Almost twenty years ago was one of the hardest, when I found out that something pretty bad happened to a close family member. Until then, I suppose I had thought that all things would work together for good in life, as Paul wrote in Romans 8:28. Although I felt very uncomfortable with the idea that God controlled everything (we have free will, after all) I had assumed that if terrible things occurred, there was a higher purpose involved. This was professed by others in my faith community who told anecdotes about God’s tapestry for our lives.
By Beth Doherty
It’s been widely reported that Pope Francis never owned a mobile phone while he was the Cardinal Archbishop of Buenos Aires. Yet, his election to the papacy was the first one to be heralded as much on Twitter as on television and in newspapers. He doesn’t tweet himself, but rather, the @Pontifex twitter account is run by the staff of the Pontifical Council for Social Communications, taking small pieces of advice from his homilies and addresses.
Yet it’s his very way of proceeding that makes him such a dream on social media.
By Liz Lillis
It was with an air of expectancy last Mother’s Day when I called Mum called to chat on the phone. I was 36 weeks pregnant and the doctor had told me I'd have my first child within days thus beginning my own Motherhood journey.
Just two days later my daughter arrived. For medical reasons lifted out of me as gently as possible in a C section procedure that in itself took only a few minutes. Drugs of both new life and the medicinal type assisted to dull pain of the procedure.
Fr Andy Hamilton SJ
Shortly after midnight on April 29 on the Indonesian island of Nusakambangan eight prisoners were taken out to be shot. They went out together singing Amazing Grace; their arms were tied to a cross bar; they died with their eyes open.
It was almost as if they were children acting out the words of the hymn they sang:
Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound)
That sav'd a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
By Genevieve Nicoll
Sitting in church after reconciliation I was struck by the two sides of God, human and divine. The divinity of God is such an out of reach concept for me. I don’t feel I have the capacity to understand it and when I try, it remains just beyond where I am.
Looking up at the cross though, I feel his humanity. I am awed that God gave his son, to become human, to enter our world and live among us, humble flawed people.