Who are you?
This is a question that my mentor, Mr. John D Meehan, asked me in one of a handful of face-to-face conversations that we had. And when he posed it to me, different answers went through my mind. All that I could really think of responding with, however, was, “me” – and that with a question mark at the end of it. I chose not to give an answer out loud, just sat there thinking and waiting for him to continue. I knew that he would. He mentioned each of the ways that had flipped through my thoughts, the ways by which most people answered the question: professional identity, national identity, religious affiliation, familial or social association, maybe even a hobby.
But, Mr. Meehan said, none of these go to the heart of your true identity, to who you are.
He said that the truth of who we are is in relationship with Christ, then gave the example of Mary Magdalene. She didn’t recognize Christ Resurrected, but as soon as he spoke her name, she knew him. In this, Mr. Meehan was inviting me to find the answer of who I am. Having been a teacher, I think that he could have spelled it out a bit more plainly to me. If he had, maybe he would’ve said something like “you are a child of God”… but, then again, perhaps he knew that that answer would not have penetrated into my mind and heart because I had heard it too many times before. Or, perhaps, he didn’t like that answer either, for the same connotative reasons that would have made me smirk. I’ll never know now, because, last week, Mr. Meehan died. Continue reading
The womb that cannot bear new life
is, instead, bearing pain.
Seemingly meaningless and devoid of promise,
for the hard grip – twisted deformed rocks –
makes it unrecognized as gift…
The fruit of love conceived
in union with the Pierced Heart
shedding blood, suffering,
giving of oneself for the other…
The womb that cannot carry
feels the weight of souls.
© 2017 Christina Chase
Christmas is coming soon. Yes, I said it. And much as we are asked to remember “The Reason for the Season”, I am celebrating the upcoming 3-year anniversary of this blog by remembering the reason why I started this thing in the first place… Continue reading
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A famous actress is asked about her hopes of winning the Oscar for which she is a nominee. She replies, “It’s an honor just to be nominated.” And we smirk.
But, why be cynical? There are tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands or millions, of actresses in the world and only about 10 of them are considered every year for the Academy Award. This nominated actress has received, then, a rare privilege. A group of her peers has singled out her work, recognizing her talent, skill, and heart.
And that is an honor.
In the blogosphere, we don’t have anything as grand and golden as an Oscar. Continue reading
I’m not alone in believing that we need prayer now, more than ever. Why? Perhaps, because ordinary people aren’t praying as much. People like you. And me.
It’s not like I believe that we get whatever we pray for – far from it. (And don’t I know it.) Sometimes, the greatest blessings come from “unanswered” prayers. (So, if you don’t get Continue reading
June is the month devoted to the Sacred Heart of Jesus in the Catholic Church. You may ask, what is meant by the Sacred Heart of Jesus? Well, the Sacred Heart is Jesus. And devotion to the Sacred Heart is a devotion to the love of Jesus, devoting oneself to loving Him entirely. The heart is a symbol of love, of course, but also an ancient symbol for the core of one’s being, the sacred abode in which God dwells with the person… and more. I wrote more about the heart HERE, HERE, and HERE. For an article on the more scholarly particulars of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, please click HERE.
What does any of this have to do with strawberries? The answer to that is at the end, after a bit of reflective exploration…
Why Does Anything Exist?