FaithND

I served as editor of faith.nd.edu from 2012-2018. FaithND is the spirituality outreach site for the Notre Dame Alumni Association, and its bread and butter is a daily email newsletter that contains the Gospel reading for the day and a short reflection written by someone in the Notre Dame family. When I came aboard in 2012, this email reached 7,000 people daily. By time I’d left, that number had grown to 70,000 recipients every day.

In addition to our daily email, I researched and wrote biographies for 400+ saints and developed a page to offer faith-sharing stories. There were other special projects that were fun to work on—I really liked how this Lenten art journey turned out in 2018, and this virtual pilgrimage to the Holy Land brought readers closer to the places where Jesus lived, died, and rose again.

The Family that Prays Together

Here’s a reflection I wrote for Notre Dame Magazine about my experience editing FaithND:

…We break open God’s Word, and God’s Word breaks us open.

Somehow that breaking feeds us. This is the mystery of God’s love — it doesn’t just put the pieces back together. It changes us entirely so that we feed others.

The Spirit feeds us with God’s Word, which is bread from heaven. When we break it open, and allow it to break us open, it takes on flesh upon which others feed.

Hope Is Something You Do With Your Feet

And here’s a piece I wrote about hope for our FaithND readers:

…After my grandfather died when they were in their early 60s, my grandma stayed faithful to what she had always known, and went about maintaining the farm and staying active in the church despite a gaping hole in her life. And when she was tempted to feel depressed or lonely, or that God had abandoned her on the open plains of eastern South Dakota, she would bake a pan of bars and mix up a pitcher of lemonade and go out to visit someone else who might be feeling the same way. She made visits across that far-flung prairie, sweets in hand, to buoy friends and family and to keep her own head above water.

These were small acts of hope baked in the creaky oven in her cramped farmhouse kitchen, and though they were hidden and obscure, they brought new life to others.

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