Amy Secrist

Tag: Catholic living

  • Signs

    A flash of silver catches my eye – my cheek is on the carpet as I flatten my shoulder, reaching beneath the side table, taking hold of the lost pacifier – I see the silver undercarriage of a toy car lying on its roof, tires aloft. I rescue it, too, then roll onto my side,…

  • Stir my soul,

    Stir my soul, my God, let your spirit cover me, wake me, for now I fall asleep dreaming of you only to wake bleary, and forgetful. Send your Spirit to rest beneath me, beside me, like the small child who climbs, crawls, creates his own space and sits atop my hip, triumphant, as I lie…

  • Advent Chain

    Our advent chain is cut from years-old construction paper, faded green, pink, red. The still-unlooped-strips lie flat and slightly crumpled in the “stuff cupboard” until I move them to the stairs until I move them to the piano where the tiny pile sits for weeks. I did not toss those loose pieces in the Christmas…