No Place Like Home

I miss home.

I miss sleeping in my room on Long Island. I haven't been there since January and I won't return until half way through August.

I miss hearing my sisters crazy music blasting from her room.

I miss the air compressor going on and off in my dad's garage at the wee hours of the morning.

I miss my moms cooking.


But all of these things are a sacrifice I'm willing to miss to serve the Lord who laid his life down for the salvation of my soul.

As my time living in the physical place of Covecrest quickly comes to an end and I prepare my heart to serve at Camp Hiawassee during the summer, and then live and serve in Atlanta, God is moving a lot of things around in my heart.

I'm struggling to feel a constant presence of home, and struggling to feel confident in what God is doing. With  the idea of being a nomad has entered my prayer. I haven't really moved around a lot, but I do call a lot of different places home. I went to school in Florida for four years, and I call that place home. I served summers at Covecrest, and Tepeyac claiming those places as home for weeks. I have friends and family who have welcomed me into their lives and opened up their homes to me. See the struggle?

BUT there is a freedom in the realization that came through prayer and reading through Pope Francis's first Audience. My home is truly in the Lord. My home is where Jesus is. My home is in the Mass, and the Eucharist, and the love of Christ.

"Jesus has no home because his home is in the people, his mission is open to all the doors to God, to be the presence of  God's love"- Pope Francis

Take these words of our Pope and rest in them. Take them to prayer and allow God to penetrate your heart and find rest in HIM.

Excuse me what...it's April?

Yesterday we celebrated my sisters 18th birthday. Which could only mean one thing ITS ALREADY APRIL!

Holy cow Batman, my time here is FLYING.


March Madness doesn't even begin to explain the amazing, beautiful gift that March was. March was hard, challenging, exciting, COLD(most days even FREEZING), packed with prayer and joy.

I'll give you a bit of a picture preview of the March Madness!

The Life Teen Men's Retreat was a HUGE blessing. It was a weekend of complete service. I was blessed with working long hours in the kitchen with other missionaries gals, praying and interceding for the 80+ men that were on retreat.

We were on CLOSE Pope watch here at Covecrest! Each of the missionaries randomly selected a bishop to pray for during the entire Conclave. All the guys (and a few of the girls!) participated in the First Ever No-Shave Conclave! It was an itchy few days, but praise the Lord of the gift of Pope Francis. When we found out who the Pope was all the missionaries were RUNNING around camp. SCREAMING and JUMPING for JOY!

Of course we had plenty of retreats on the weekend. This is a group of Saint Michael girls that I got to journey with throughout the entire weekend. It was a true blessing to be a part of their conversations, prayer and community.

This Easter I was blessed with going to Florida for a week. I spent time with Mission Partners, sorority sisters, and friends. God showed up in big ways. He gave me the courage to spread his love with each of the people I came in contact with

It wouldn't be a complete trip to Saint Leo without a little bit of work. I got do the voice over of my portion of the virtual tour!

Thank you for being on this journey with me. YOU are a blessing to me.