Showing posts from October, 2012

A Heart Flooded with Light

"For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline." 2 Timothy 1:7

It was one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen. With my hands folded in prayer, I lifted my head and opened my eyes. My world was immediately flooded with light, as I gazed at the beauty of the candles all around me. Another night of prayer at the beautiful grotto on Notre Dame's campus...another night of redemption in the presence of the Lord.

To me, this sight is a perfect representation of who Jesus is. Jesus, You are a God of Light. You have filled my eyes with awe time and time again. You are a God of Hope. You are a God of Wonder.

Ephesians 1:18 says, "I pray that your hearts will be flooded with light so that you can understand the confident hope He has given to those He called - His holy people who are His rich and glorious inheritance." Jesus, I know You are longing to flood our hearts with light. You are just waiting to enliven …

The Beauty of Death

It's interesting how someone you've never even met can have such a profound effect on your life.

Her name was Kelsey Bernard. She reached the climax of her life in September of 2009.

Their names were Anna Basso and Micaela White. They reached the climax of their lives in the summer of 2011.

His name was Paul Ledet. He reached the climax of his life in October of 2012.

Philippians 1:21 says, "For to me, life is Christ, and death is gain." Life is Christ and death is gain. If this life is all about Jesus, and our ultimate goal is to become one with Him, then is not death the greatest and most significant part of our lives? If Christ is our everything, is not death better than anything? As strange as it sounds, death is truly the climax of life.

Saint Therese of Lisieux once said, "Angels do not remain on this earth; when they have accomplished their mission, they return instantly to Heaven. That is why they have wings." In 2009, Kelsey gained her wings. In 2011,…


"My mom says we have hit national poverty levels so hard that we make less in a year than my dad did in a month. I called my dad. I begged, 'Dad, please lend us some money! I promise I'll pay you back. We are out of food.' He said, 'Stop asking for hand outs...get off your lazy ass, stop bitching, and go work.' I said, 'Dad, I promise I've been working myself to death but it's not enough.' He said, 'The thing is I don't care if you die. I don't care, as long as I don't have to pay for your funeral.'"

A dear friend of mine sent these words to my phone last Monday night. This week, the Lord has brought me face-to-face with more brokenness than ever imaginable. It is as if He has said to me, "Okay Haley, this week I'm going to introduce you to a whole new kind of brokenness that you didn't even know existed. I'm going to throw these stories of despair at you, and here's what I want you to do with them:…

Wasted Time

It amazes me how much time I've wasted.

To me, every moment I've spent apart from Jesus has been a meaningless moment. Every day apart from Him, a completely wasted day.
Last night at 3:23 A.M., a good friend of mine texted me, "I really need to talk to you. I'm broken." When I called him, he proceeded to tell me about a girl who had deeply hurt him recently. The only words that came to my mind over and over again were, "Wasted time...wasted time...wasted time."
In high school, I was never the girl who always had boys chasing after her. Most boys my age saw me as an innocent little girl who only prayed in her spare time. Although this reputation oftentimes left me feeling extremely alone and unwanted, I wouldn't have had it any other way. Many times I felt a great emptiness inside of me, as if in some way I wasn't good enough for the people around me. Yet that emptiness I felt proved to be one of the greatest things that has ever happened to me,…