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Where My
Thoughts Roam
These are the places where my thoughts wander, where quiet prayers become words and the stirrings of my heart find their way onto the page.
When I write, it is from a depth I cannot always name, a place shaped by grace, refined through struggle, and continually drawn toward Christ. My words are not meant to wound, shame, ridicule, or condemn. They are simply an offering: reflections born from faith, shared with the hope that they might invite contemplation rather than division.
This is not a place of perfect answers, but of honest seeking. A place where I write as a Catholic, striving to see the world through the light of the Gospel, while remembering that truth and charity are never meant to be separated.
If these words find you, I pray they are received in the spirit they are written with humility, with love, and with the quiet hope that every heart, including my own, is always being drawn a little closer to God.
The Invisible Battle
10/12/2026 The invisible battle I never understood, the strength I thought I needed, and the God who is teaching me to slow down... This Is My Story Of A 22 Year Battle With ME/CFS As you know from my shared testimony, many of my blogs are about battles. The battle against sin, the battle with our emotions, the battle within relationships, and the battles that shape us into the people God calls us to be. But this battle I want to share is a little different. It is one that
Justine Wisdom
Oct 1215 min read
Sorrow The Deepest Form Of Love
July 28th, 2026 I wasn’t raised Catholic or even Christian. Both of my parents had their own understanding of God, and in their own ways they tried to walk with Him. We didn’t attend church regularly, and prayer was often reserved for life’s darkest moments. Looking back, I think that’s where many of us first begin to seek God, not because we have everything figured out, but because suffering strips away the illusion that we can carry the weight of life on our own. I grew up
Justine Wisdom
Jul 284 min read
A Grace Filled Encounter
April 21st, 2026 Yesterday something quietly extraordinary happened at work, the kind of moment that does not feel dramatic while it is happening, but lingers in you afterward like a gentle echo. An elderly man came into the store wearing a full Orthodox habit. At first I looked twice, not out of shock, but simply because I had never seen this kind of vesture before. I soon learned he was an Orthodox priest who had come in to find new shoes. I had the honor of helping him. He
Justine Wisdom
Apr 212 min read
Eat With Him in the Midst of Battle
December 12th. 2025 The Lord spoke to my heart the other day and said, “My beloved, does a soldier go into battle without a weapon? Then why would you rise each day without preparing yourself with the tools I have given you, the weapons meant to guard your safety and preserve your peace?” Prayer is not a task. It is not something we check off a list. It is not a desperate whisper when everything else has failed. No. Prayer is power. Prayer is surrender. Prayer is the sacred
Justine Wisdom
Dec 12, 20253 min read
Faith Beyond Performance: Rediscovering Relationship With Jesus
November 29th, 2025 One of the greatest traps of modern life is the belief that our worth is determined by what we do, how much we achieve, produce, or complete. The world is performance-based. It measures value in check-boxes, metrics, and accomplishments. And if we aren’t careful, that same mindset can quietly slip into our spiritual lives. Before we know it, prayer becomes a task. The Rosary becomes another item on a to-do list. Mass becomes something we “fit in.” Our rel
Justine Wisdom
Nov 29, 20253 min read
“I Say This With Love” But Do You?
October 6th, 2025 Here’s a phrase I’ve grown weary of hearing: “I say this with love…” It usually preludes a wound, a sermon disguised as judgmental concern, a dagger dipped in sugar. But love is not an alibi for cruelty. Love is not a permission slip to preach at the wounded while they bleed. Real love is action. It moves quietly, without needing applause or disclaimers. Paul writes in 1 Corinthians 13:4–8: “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast
Justine Wisdom
Oct 6, 20254 min read
I stand with Charlie. I stand for truth.
September 27th, 2025 “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world.” — Ephesians 6:12 The War of Shadows The world loves to twist truth into something unrecognizable. Articles, headlines, and soundbites are sprayed with distortion until what’s left is no longer the person but a caricature, a hollow image designed for public scorn. But this is not random. This is war. A deliberate, cal
Justine Wisdom
Sep 27, 20253 min read
When Bubblegum Dresses Meet the Body of Christ...
(And Why Modesty Isn’t Just a Vibe) September 26th, 2025 I was sitting in the pew at Easter Mass as a brand new Catholic, veil on, heart ready to worship the Risen Lord, when something caught my eye... And listen, I say this with zero judgment and one hundred percent honesty: the woman who walked in was wearing something I would’ve proudly worn ten years ago. A bubblegum-pink tube dress, tight enough to look painted on, short enough to make a napkin look generous. But here’s
Justine Wisdom
Sep 26, 20253 min read
From Darkness to Light: My Journey Home to the Catholic Church.
I did not grow up with true faith. Though my mother was raised Seventh-day Adventist and my father Catholic, both drifted away, and church was never a part of our family life. God was, at best, a distant idea, if He was even there at all. He was the One you might turn to if you needed something or were going through a hard time but He was never the center of our lives. Looking back, I can still see small glimmers of Him, the quiet way my mother would whisper a prayer in diffi
Justine Wisdom
Sep 26, 20254 min read
I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine.
𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐝𝐢𝐦, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲, 𝐀 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐞, 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐒𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬�
Justine Wisdom
Sep 26, 20251 min read
It Wasn’t My Sin That Held Him There, It Was Love.
April 18, 2025 Today is my first Good Friday as a Catholic. And my heart feels like it’s breaking and healing all at once. Last year (March 31, 2024), at the Easter Vigil, I stepped into the waters of baptism. I was washed. Anointed. Claimed. I remember coming up from that font as if I were gasping for the first breath of a new life. I felt radiant, weightless, as though the light of Heaven itself had reached down and made its home in me. But the beginning of that transforma
Justine Wisdom
Sep 26, 20252 min read
All glory be to Christ, My King.
All glory be to Christ, my King, the Savior for whom my soul does sing. Not the whispers of man, nor fleeting lore, but the truth in Him my heart implores. I trust not tales that others weave, But in His Word, I deeply believe. For He is the light that breaks the night, the love that brings the blind to sight. My soul, it longs for none but Him, A thirst that fades not, deep within. He saved me from the grip of death and sin, And gave my spirit eternal breath. Oh, beauty vast
Justine Wisdom
Sep 26, 20251 min read
When Sharing the Gospel Becomes a Burden? A Letter to the Zealous Heart.
By someone who understands the ache. August 25th, 2025 Dear Friend in Christ, I know your heart. It’s the kind of heart that carries people, your children, your spouse, your family, your friends, before God every day. It’s the kind of heart that weeps when someone you love drifts from the Church. The kind that aches when people ignore or mock what’s most sacred to you. And because you love them so deeply, you try to help. You speak up. You challenge. You remind. You correct.
Justine Wisdom
Sep 26, 20253 min read
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