Now available on Amazon/ Kindle: The River of Life. Recipient of the Catholic Writers Guild Seal of Approval. This story about Rose's father is the prequel to The Tree of Healing.

Twelve-year-old Anthony is carefree until his beloved father passes away. Questioning suffering and death, Anthony grows distant from God. A heaven-sent friend helps him to see God’s tender providence within the ebb and flow of life, in currents of loss and restoration, and in the living stream of Christ’s Blood. While trying to find the burial site of martyrs and searching for treasures they hid, he finds a hidden treasure that was before him all along: Christ Crucified. Anthony comes to understand what his father meant by his last words to him, that he would always find him in the Heart of Christ, open at the cross. When Anthony pours himself out for God, water springs up from the earth as a personal sign of the pouring out of Christ’s Heart in a great river of life.

The Mary's Garden



  
My sister, my spouse, is a garden enclosed, a garden enclosed, a fountain sealed up. (Canticles 4:12)
 
The land that was desolate and impassable shall be glad, and the wilderness shall rejoice, and shall flourish like the lily. (Isaias 35:1)


 As the vine I have brought forth a pleasant odour: and my flowers are the fruit of honour and riches. (Ecclesiasticus 24:23)




I was exalted like a palm tree in Cades, and as a rose plant in Jericho. (Ecclesiasticus 24:18)


Consider the lilies, how they grow: they labour not, neither do they spin. But I say to you, not even Solomon in all his glory was clothed like one of these. (Luke 12:27)






...Hear me, ye divine offspring, and bud forth as the rose planted by the brooks of waters. Give ye a sweet odour as frankincense. Send forth flowers, as the lily, and yield a smell, and bring forth leaves in grace, and praise with canticles, and bless the Lord in his works. (Ecclesiasticus 39:17-19)



I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow, whom I desired: and his fruit was sweet to my palate. He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me. Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love. (Canticles 2:1-5)


                                                   



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