I was not completely put back together by the time my walk was concluded. But as I took the elevator back up to my apartment I was not falling apart in quite the same way.

I hope this comes as a call, an encouraging hand held out to help you set up some boundary lines around your life, as I continue to attempt this myself.

I know that as (mostly) non-Catholics, we sometimes overcorrect on Mary by playing her down. But she plays a vital role in the story of God coming to earth. And I would argue that her experience is even more poignant for those of us who believe she was human, just like us.

There's something deeply transformative in being able to look back at what's been done, see things I would do differently, and still continue on in the grace of God.

Moses couldn’t possibly understand the anxiety of sitting in rush-hour traffic, just trying to make it to a colonoscopy appointment on time.

A creative’s job is to go out into the space and report back on it. To remind the world that there is a reason for space, that there is thinking to be done there. There are answers to the universe in the spaces.

God is telling us to do things a certain way, asking us to trust that even when we don’t fully understand, obedience is still the wisest path.

It turns out that leaving all that was known to go and do the ‘Lord’s work’ has had an interesting effect on my sense of self.

There is a big difference between a holding pattern and a liminal space. They both involve waiting, but the difference is in the quality and purpose of that waiting.

When I left New Zealand for Budapest, I stopped calling New Zealand home, but it definitely wasn’t from lack of love.