Advent- a time of joyful anticipation of a baby’s birth. Not just any ordinary baby, but the baby who would change the world forever. When Mary gave her, “Yes,” her, “Fiat,” and became pregnant with the baby Jesus, she faced many difficult realities. But these...

When I first started working at Maggie’s Place, I quickly grew to expect a visitor during my Wednesday morning duty shift. This man very generously brought produce to our home, a small gift every week. This gift was often accompanied by a few...

There’s a turkey on the table, and wafts of pumpkin pie. Thanksgiving is delicious. The house is full of family and friends stopping by. Thanksgiving is familiarity. Mom cooks; we eat and enjoy each other while memories fly. Thanksgiving is company. This year instead...

At Maggie's Place, all are welcome. We acknowledge that all who come through our doors have diverse gifts, talents, stories, and wounds. This is applies not only to the moms, MissionCorps, and staff, but extends to our volunteers and donors. To me, this is the most...

As I made the bed of the mom who was about to move in, all I could do was pray that the smell of fresh linens made her feel a little more at home. After all, my mom always said that a freshly made bed was one of the most wonderful things on earth. I watched a video...

If there’s one thing I’ve learned at Maggie’s Place, it’s that love is beautiful, even when it’s messy. Our Patron Saint, Mary Magdalene, is a beautiful example of what it means to love, even when love is messy. Before arriving here in the Arizona desert, I already...

The road that brought me to Maggie’s Place at the beginning of August was full of twists and turns; a constant ride of uphill climbs and downhill soars. When I accepted the MissionCorps position in December of my senior year, my spiritual life was at an all-time high....

“Eleven women of distinct and unique ethnic backgrounds and cultures move into a house together…” This could sound like the beginning of a joke, but at Maggie’s Place, this is the beginning of a daily reality. I live with, work with, and love 10 women of vastly...

They come to us unexpectedly. They come to us broken, betrayed, and burdened by a world that has let them down. They come to us looking for a place of peace amidst the storm they’ve been trying to survive. Their passage through our front door transforms them from a...

As I get older, I find myself speechless by the grace of God more and more often. As it becomes more precious and real to me, it somehow simultaneously becomes a deeper mystery. And the real gift in it is that He shows up with lessons of grace in ways that are upside...

Maria stumbles through the door with a heavy car seat. Her baby girl, whom she just picked up from daycare, is crying out of hunger. Maria is exhausted from a hard day's work, but proceeds to do her chore, feed and change her baby, wash the bottles, and somehow hold a...