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Monday, September 14, 2026

Follow Your Heart: Discerning Where Divine Love Is Calling You


“Follow your heart” is often offered as sentimental advice. For me, it is an invitation to discernment.

Beneath fear, obligation, expectations, and the voices telling us what we should do, there is often a quieter question: Where can I love most fully? Where can my gifts bring life? Where can I make the greatest difference?

I believe Divine Love leads us toward the place where our gifts can bless others.

That path will not always be easy. It may lead toward a closed door, an uncomfortable conversation, or a calling that challenges the identity we have built. Discernment is not simply asking, “What do I want?” It is asking, “What desire keeps returning because it is connected to love, justice, healing, and the good of others?”

Our deepest desires can contain clues to our vocation. Frederick Buechner described vocation as the place where our deep gladness meets the world’s deep need. I would add that this meeting place is often where Divine Love has been drawing us all along.

Look at Jesus. Again and again, he moved toward compassion. He approached those others avoided, touched those considered untouchable, listened to dismissed voices, ate with outsiders, and healed when religious rules stood between suffering people and mercy.

Jesus had a reliable spiritual compass: move toward love.

That is a good compass for us, too.

In my own life, important decisions have often begun with a holy restlessness—something the Spirit would not let me ignore. I have sometimes wished for a detailed itinerary, complete with dates, instructions, and guarantees. Instead, the invitation usually comes one step at a time:

Trust this.

Speak now.

Go there.

Welcome this person.

Say yes.

And sometimes: You already know what you need to do.

Following your heart requires courage because our deepest knowing may challenge traditions, structures, or expectations others consider permanent.

Women throughout Scripture understood this. Mary said yes to an astonishing invitation without knowing where it would lead. Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and became the first to proclaim the Resurrection. The Samaritan woman became an evangelist to her community. Phoebe carried leadership in the early Church. Prisca taught theology. Junia was honored among the apostles.

They trusted the movement of grace, and the Church was changed because they did.

The question is not whether we have gifts. We do. The question is whether we will trust them enough to offer them.

I learned something about this long before I was ordained a priest. On one occasion, I led a Communion service and carefully explained that it was not a Mass. Afterward, a woman came up to me, glowing, and said, “Sister, that was a beautiful Mass!”

I smiled.

I knew this beloved Catholic woman was quite conservative, and I also knew how deeply she loved the Eucharist. In that moment, gender was simply not a factor for her. What mattered was that she had encountered the Holy One in prayer, Scripture, Communion, and community.

Her response stayed with me. Sometimes the people we serve recognize our gifts before institutions are ready to name them. Sometimes love sees more clearly than rules do. She knew that she had been spiritually nourished, and that was what mattered.

For me, her simple words became one of those holy nudges. They reminded me that vocation is ultimately about serving God’s people with the gifts we have been given. When those gifts bring healing, hope, nourishment, and deeper connection with Divine Love, we should pay attention.

Perhaps that is one way we discern where God’s deepest love is leading us: we notice where our gifts become grace for someone else.

If you have a gift for listening, someone needs to be heard. If you teach, someone needs wisdom and encouragement. If you organize, good work is waiting to take shape. If you speak truth, a silence may need breaking. If a dream keeps returning, pay attention. It may be more than a dream. It may be a call.

Discernment also asks us to notice what brings life. After spending time with certain people or doing certain work, do you feel more alive, generous, and connected to God and others? Or consistently diminished and spiritually empty?

This does not mean abandoning every difficult responsibility. Love often asks perseverance. But there is a difference between life-giving sacrifice and a situation that continually crushes the life within us.

God’s call leads toward greater love, freedom, compassion, justice, generosity, and life. The direction may surprise us, but its fruits can help us recognize it.

Our discernment is never only about us. Vocation is connected to community. The gifts God gives us are meant to flow outward. We become most fully ourselves not by hoarding them but by sharing them.

So ask:

Where can the love within me do the greatest good?

Not, “Where will I be most admired?”

Not, “Where will I be safest?”

Not even, “Where will I be most comfortable?”

But: Where can I love most faithfully with the gifts I have been given?

That question can change a life—and a church.

I have seen people come alive when they finally trusted the call whispering within them. Women have stepped into ministries they were told were impossible. Communities have gathered around open tables. People rejected by institutional religion have discovered again that they are beloved daughters and sons of God.

This is what happens when we trust Divine Love enough to follow where it leads.

The path may not always be clear, but love is usually recognizable. It opens rather than closes, blesses rather than diminishes, heals rather than wounds, and makes room at the table.

So listen carefully to your heart—beneath fear, expectations, and noise.

What brings you alive?

What injustice troubles you so deeply that you cannot ignore it?

What gift are you longing to share?

Whose life could be blessed if you said yes?

Perhaps that is where God’s deepest love is leading you. Perhaps the next faithful step is already waiting.

Follow your heart.

Trust the holy nudges.

Use your gifts.

Do the greatest good you can.

And wherever Divine Love leads you, go there.

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Edited with the assistance of ChatGPT by OpenAI. The ideas, theological perspective, personal stories, and final content are my own.


Sunday, September 6, 2026

Jesus Gave Outsiders a Seat at the Table, Will the Church?

 

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A Surprising Message on the USCCB Website: A Gospel Challenge to Treat the Excommunicated as Jesus Did by Bridget Mary Meehan, ARCWP

Artist Robert Klonoski


Sometimes the Holy Spirit leaves little surprises in the most unexpected places!

Today, Mary Al Gagnon, a member of our Mary Mother of Jesus Inclusive Catholic Community in Florida, found a wonderful gem on the website of the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops: a podcast reflection by Franciscan priest Rev. Greg Friedman, OFM, with a message I certainly did not expect to hear.

https://bible.usccb.org/podcasts/video/2026-09-06-reflection-127

Rev. Greg suggested something quite radical: the Church should treat the excommunicated as Jesus treated those whom religious authorities pushed to the margins—not as people to be kept outside the gates, but as people who belong within the embrace of relationship and love. After all, Jesus had a delightful habit of turning outsiders into insiders. Tax collectors and sinners didn’t just get a friendly wave from Jesus—they got a seat at the table and became part of his inner circle!

Tax collectors? Come on in.

In Luke 19:1–10, Jesus does not lecture Zacchaeus about his job. He invites himself to dinner!

Sinners? Pull up a chair.

Luke tells us that the religious authorities complained about Jesus: “This man welcomes sinners and eats with them” (Luke 15:2).

Imagine that—a religious leader getting into trouble because his table was too inclusive!

 And then I thought:  Rev. Greg, you forgot the women!

Oh yes, definitely the women.

Luke 8:1–3 tells us that Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Susanna, and other women traveled with Jesus and supported his ministry. Women were disciples, supporters, friends, proclaimers, and leaders in the emerging Jesus movement.

And when everything seemed lost after the crucifixion, it was Mary Magdalene whom the Risen Christ commissioned to proclaim the central message of Christianity:Christ is risen!

A woman was entrusted with Christianity’s first Easter proclamation.

Apparently, Jesus was not very interested in preserving patriarchal boundaries—or waiting for permission to call women into leadership.

Thank God!

So Rev. Greg Friedman’s reflection raises a question close to my heart—and one I hope Pope Leo might consider:

If the Church is called to treat the excommunicated as Jesus treated those pushed to the margins, isn’t it time to lift the excommunications imposed on women who followed their consciences and God’s call to ordained ministry?

In 2008, the Vatican declared that women who attempt ordination—and those who ordain them—incur automatic excommunication.

Yet something rather surprising happened.

We did not go away.

We kept loving the Church.

We kept celebrating Eucharist.

We kept baptizing, marrying, anointing, preaching, accompanying the dying, standing with people on the margins, and building inclusive Catholic communities where everyone is welcome at the table.

Could this be a Gospel moment for the Church to do the same?

Lift the excommunications.

Welcome women priests and all who have been pushed to the margins.

Open the doors. Widen the table. Pull up more chairs.

Be a Church for All!

And then, Pope Leo, sit down with us. Listen to the stories of women who have risked much to follow God’s call to ordained ministry. Hear about the inclusive Catholic communities we serve and our deep love for the Church we have never left.


(Members of Mary Mother of Jesus Inclusive Catholic Community in Sarasota gather for a delicious brunch on September 6, 2026. from left to right front row: Cathy,  back row Michael in orange in back, Jeanne in black,

Cheryl and Jim, Paul in back row; in front, row: Joan, in blue,  Lee in black,  Elena in white, Bridget Mary, Dotty with dog Sofie, Mary Al behind Dotty, Paul behind Mary Al. We are a "church without borders," with members in Florida, Illinois, Missouri, California, New York, and Ireland. Each week, our MMOJ community gathers across the miles for liturgy on Zoom at 4:00 PM ET.  Jesus’ open table works pretty well at our open Zoom celebration of Eucharist too! Elena, Dotty, Michael Lee and I are priests in our MMOJ community. So is Kathryn Shea who was not with us today]

We are not outsiders knocking at the door.

We are part of this beloved and sometimes wonderfully messy Catholic family.

We are Church.

Perhaps reconciliation begins simply: not with another decree, but with a conversation, a listening heart, and a willingness to recognize the Spirit moving in unexpected places.

Pope Leo, trust the Holy Spirit.

She has always had a wonderful way of opening doors we humans are tempted to keep closed.

And yes, she has been known to get ahead of the hierarchy!

Thank God!—Rev. Dr. Bridget Mary Meehan, ARCWP

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Saturday, September 5, 2026

Review of New Book: But Only Love Can Make a Tree by Lorraine Valentin Sharpe



 https://www.amazon.com/But-Only-Love-Make-Tree-ebook/dp/B0GY3QKVVN?dplnkId=1730a0a9-e298-4640-b40e-ce01bb309ac5&nodl=1

What if faith is not about finding final answers, but about learning to recognize Divine Mystery in the questions, relationships, and experiences that shape our lives? In But Only Love Can Make a Tree, Lorraine Valentin Sharpe offers a compelling vision of faith as an open, lived encounter with God as Love—inviting readers to move beyond inherited doctrines and discover a deeper spirituality grounded in wonder, questioning, and everyday experience.

Through the conversations of Ronan and Malaika, Sharpe invites us into essential questions: Who—or what—is God? What does it mean to believe? Where do love, doubt, reason, commitment, and tradition meet?

What I appreciate most is that Sharpe does not rush to provide tidy answers. She allows her characters—and her readers—to grapple with Divine Mystery, not as a problem to be solved, but as a Presence to be encountered, questioned, loved, and lived.

The conversations also remind us that theology belongs not only in seminaries, churches, or textbooks. It unfolds around kitchen tables, in moments of doubt and discovery, and whenever our old images of God become too small. Our lived experience can become a sacred place of revelation, and questioning what we have been taught can open us to a more mature and expansive faith—one spacious enough for uncertainty, wonder, and surprise.

Sharpe’s exploration of God as Love rather than as a distant authority offers a hopeful path. Divine Mystery may be encountered whenever love breaks through: when we forgive, seek justice, delight in creation, accompany someone who is hurting, or sit together in wonder.

I love the title, But Only Love Can Make a Tree. After all our theological debates and carefully constructed explanations, a tree may have something important to teach us. It grows toward the light, sinks its roots into the earth, offers shade, and proclaims the miracle of life without saying a word.

This thoughtful book gives readers permission to question without fear and to trust that Divine Mystery may be closer than we imagine. Perhaps faith ultimately leads us not to having all the answers, but to living more deeply in wonder. And in the end, love may be the greatest revelation of all.

—Rev. Dr. Bridget Mary Meehan, ARCWP


Friday, September 4, 2026

A Prayer on Labor Day by Bridget Mary Meehan ARCWP


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Holy One, 

Source of life and love,

on this Labor Day we give thanks

for all whose hands, hearts, and minds

bless our world each day—

those who teach and heal,

build and repair, cook and clean,

plant and harvest, care for young and old,

create beauty, serve communities,

answer endless emails,

and somehow keep smiling through it all!

God of Justice,

bless especially those whose work is unseen,

underpaid, or taken for granted.

Strengthen all who struggle for fair wages,

safe workplaces, equal opportunity,

and the dignity of every worker.

We remember Dorothy Day,

who showed us that love must roll up its sleeves

and get to work for justice.

We give thanks for Gloria Steinem

and generations of women who insist

that women’s work, gifts, leadership, and voices

be equally valued—

including, dear God, in our churches!

And we smile with Dolly Parton,

whose “9 to 5” reminds us

that hard work goes better

with generosity, resilience,

a little laughter—and maybe a good song!

Jesus, worker of Nazareth,

remind us that holiness can be found

at a kitchen table, in a classroom,

a hospital, a garden, a construction site,

behind a desk, on a stage—

wherever love is poured into what we do.

Bless the work of our hands

and the compassion of our hearts.

And today, remind us that rest is holy too.

So may we put down our work,

share a meal, laugh heartily,

and enjoy the gift of one another.

May love guide all we do,

justice give us courage,

and joy keep us dancing along the way!

Amen.

— Rev. Dr. Bridget Mary Meehan

Written by Rev. Dr. Bridget Mary Meehan with editorial assistance from ChatGPT (OpenAI), September 2026.

Thursday, September 3, 2026

A Prayer to St. Phoebe, our Sister Deacon by Bridget Mary Meehan ARCWP

The icon -by Sister Cheryl Liske -shows St. Phoebe with a censer and deacon’s stole

A Prayer to St. Phoebe, our Sister Deacon

St. Phoebe, beloved sister and deacon,
today we celebrate you with grateful, joyful hearts!

Paul commended you to the Church in Rome
as “our sister Phoebe, a deacon of the church at Cenchreae.”
He trusted you, honored your ministry,
and reminded the community that you had been
a generous friend and supporter of many.
(Romans 16:1–2)

Phoebe, you knew what it was
to hear the Spirit stirring within you
and to say yes with your whole heart.

You served, you led, you loved.
You carried the Good News
along the roads of the early Church,
trusting that Divine Love would speak through you.

Walk with us now, dear Phoebe.

Walk with women deacons and priests,
and with all who preach the Word,
break the Bread,
serve at the altar,
anoint those who suffer,
and gather God’s beloved people
around tables of extravagant welcome.

When we become tired, encourage us.
When our voices are questioned, strengthen us.
When we encounter closed doors,
give us a little holy persistence—and perhaps a good sense of humor!

Remind us that the Spirit
has never waited for permission to move.

She dances through open windows,
creates pathways where none seemed possible,
and keeps surprising the Church
with new possibilities for love.

May our preaching inspire hope,
our ministry bring healing,
our liturgies overflow with joy,
and our Eucharistic tables
always have room for one more.

St. Phoebe,
our sister, deacon, leader,
and companion on the Way,
pray with us and walk with us.

May we follow the Spirit
with courageous hearts,
open arms,
joyful spirits,
and dancing feet,

trusting that the Holy One
is still doing something new
in us, through us,
and in our beloved Church.

Amen.

— Rev. Dr. Bridget Mary Meehan, ARCWP



The following reflection below is written by Sister Cheryl Liske OP,  Adrian Dominican Sister AND  writer of the ICON!


"St. Phoebe, Deacon

Icon by Cheryl Liske, OP

10”w x 14”h

Egg Tempera on board

Completed Spring of 2024


Phoebe appears in Paul's letter to the Romans, in which he exhorts the Romans: "I commend to you our sister Phoebe, a deacon of the church in Cenchreae.”  Paul writes, "I ask you to receive her in the Lord in a way worthy of his people and to give her any help she may need from you, for she has been the benefactor of many people, including me" (Romans 16:1-2).


Calling her sister, deacon and benefactor, Paul signals that Phoebe is his co-worker in the kingdom. He has chosen her to convey his message to the church in Rome, and it is his hope that they, like her, will come to believe and to support the Christian mission. By identifying Phoebe as a deacon, Paul indicates that she was a preacher and teacher of the faith and gives us the earliest written record of women's ministry in the church.

Phoebe was probably a Gentile Christian from the Greek port city of Cenchreae, a popular stop for people traveling from Syria or Asia Minor. In recent decades, a growing number of scholars have produced significant arguments for the case that Phoebe was a woman of wealth and influence within her community. She may have been a wealthy businesswoman, perhaps owning a fleet of ships, which would explain her trip to Rome. Paul likely met her in Corinth on his second missionary trip, and in some way, she had been of special help to him.

I have pictured Phoebe at the port in Corinth about to embark on her trip to Rome.  She carries Paul’s letter.  At her feet is the golden flowered “miracle” plant, Silphium, once the most sought-after product in the Mediterranean for its medicinal value. It was thought to have become extinct two thousand years ago but has recently been re-discovered in Turkey.  

I include the “miracle plant” in my icon of St. Phoebe because female Deacons, while once highly valued in the early church are now thought to be extinct in the west. It is the prayer of many women and men today that the Deaconate for Women will be rediscovered to re-invigorate the preaching mission and ministry of the church.    

Her important role in early Christian history has been retained in the traditions of many Orthodox churches in a Troparion (a short hymn celebrating a saint which is used in the daily office and liturgy): “Enlightened by grace and taught the Faith by the Chosen vessel of Christ, You were found worthy of the diaconate; And you carried Paul’s words to Rome. O Deacon Phoebe, pray to Christ God That his Spirit may enlighten our souls!”

St. Phoebe’s feast day is September 3.


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