Review: The Grace of Yes

yesOccasionally I’ll pick up a book with the intention of reading it slowly, to really savor it and reread passages that resonate deeply within me.

The Grace of Yes: Eight Virtues for Generous Living by Lisa Hendey could be that kind of book.

Or it could be the kind of book you start reading a little before dinner and before you know it the doorbell is ringing because you got so caught up in it that your husband gave up on promises of pot roast and ordered pizza.

It could be that kind of book.

It is that kind of book.

I’ve enjoyed Hendey’s books in the past — they are practical and offer all kinds of wonderful activities and reflections for the Catholic life, but this one, The Grace of Yes, is something more. We’re invited behind the scenes and into an intimate conversation with the author. She doesn’t pop us over the head and tell us how and when to Yes to God. Instead, she shares her journey. It’s like being invited into her living room for some coffee, and then you don’t want to go.

I heartily recommend this book for those of you who have trouble saying Yes, not because you don’t want to, but because you’re unsure of yourself. And for those of you who don’t know how to say No, there’s something in there for you, too.

Get a copy for yourself, and a copy for a friend. Then, get together and discuss it.

  • Paperback: 160 pages
  • Publisher: Ave Maria Press (November 3, 2014)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 159471472X
  • ISBN-13: 978-1594714726
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Hey there! Here’s a little reflection on going to Mass while on vacation. With picture goodness!

I brushed sand off the back of my husband’s pants as we walked up the steps to enter the little beach-community church for Mass last week. I realized I ought to do the same. We were staying at a house right on the sand, and it was impossible to get to the car without dredging through sand, no matter how hard we tried.

Read the rest of Finding Home on Vacation at CatholicMom.com

Oh Boy! I’m Interviewed by Lisa Hendey!

Some weeks ago I got a delightful email request from Lisa Hendey to interview me for the Catholic Podcaster series she has at CatholicMom.com. I have a tough act to follow, with two of the sweetest people I’ve had the pleasure to meet leading this series, from Catholic Vitamins: Deacon Tom Fox and his charming wife, Dee. Go check them out — you’ll discover we share a favorite podcast 🙂

Anyway, life happens, you know, and I totally forgot about this interview until this afternoon, when my phone exploded with a series of Tweets. I use push notifications sparingly, but now the cat is out of the bag. The whole world (or the three people who read this blog) now know I get Lisa’s tweets on my phone. Oops.

So I get this hilarious message:

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I’m like, wut? The last thing I wrote for Lisa was a couple of weeks ago, Glad for Glads, and I sure haven’t done anything exciting since then — classes started! So of course, I immediately go see, because, well, she said I was a star.

Here’s the interview.

She used the goofiest picture she could find, too, with me in a tarnished halo. At least she didn’t use this one:

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things that make me all smiley and stuff

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I’m over at CatholicMom.com today! That Lisa Hendey is the sweetest thing. Ever.

I’m grateful for her friendship, and her encouragement to post the random piece over there, so be nice and take your traffic over there — and don’t forget to check out the other contributors.

But first, won’t you read my little reflection on pretty flowers, sweet husbands, hope, and stuff?

My husband woke me up tenderly, excitement in his voice even though he was trying to be gentle and soft-spoken in the very early morning before leaving for work. He whispered that I should look along the fence for the gladiolas he had planted too late in the season. We thought they’d never bloom, but hadn’t quite given up hope that they would someday flower.

This morning, two beautiful blooms greeted him when he let out the dog. He was so pleased that he had to wake me to share. [read the rest here]