Over these past months, it has dawned on me that if Sunday morning is for church, maybe Sunday afternoon is for the point of church.
Valerie Schultz
Valerie Schultz is a freelance writer, a columnist for The Bakersfield Californian and the author of Till the Moon Be No More: The Grit and Grace of Growing Older. She lives on the Oregon Coast.
We were hoping
A Reflection for the Memorial of Saint Alphonsus Liguori, Bishop and Doctor of the Church, by Valerie Schultz
Starting over from scratch
A Reflection for Saturday of the Thirteenth Week in Ordinary Time, by Valerie Schultz
The Artemis II astronauts remind us: We are all God’s crew on Earth
By the grace of God, we belong to this Earth, and the Earth’s care belongs to us.
Grow in grace
A Reflection for Tuesday of the Ninth Week in Ordinary Time, by Valerie Schultz
God has room for us all
A Reflection for Friday of the Fourth Week of Easter, by Valerie Schultz
Down at the crossroad
A Reflection for Wednesday of Holy Week, by Valerie Schultz
As a survivor of sexual abuse, I understand why César Chávez’s victims stayed silent
I understand Dolores Huerta wanting to protect the accomplishments and legacy of the United Farm Workers because in my small way, I was protecting my parents unto death.
Modeling mercy
A Reflection for Monday of the Second Week of Lent, by Valerie Schultz
I’m allergic to ‘self-care.’ But would Jesus be?
I am amazed by the amount of reflection that came from a simple question from my daughter: Why don’t I want to get a manicure?
