“Creation – a moment by moment expression of love.” Saint Katharine Drexel
Those words are Katharine Drexel’s gift to us in the midst of a verdant summer. God’s love is omnipresent: in every sunrise and sunset and gilded afternoon, in friends and family and each stranger we encounter. We’re at one with creation in these days of renewal and peace. Let us remember that we’re God’s beloved children, and embrace one another.
Social justice lies at the core of my writing. In my Martha Beale series of novels, I examine the chasm between rich and poor in the mid-nineteenth century. My biography of Saint Katharine Drexel is a natural next step for me as an author. “Think it; Desire it; Speak it, Act it.” was Mother Katharine’s credo. It has become my own.
History shapes us; how we adapt or rebel, are crushed or transcend is a matter of good or ill fortune, and relentless hope. My fictional Martha Beale is an iconoclast; Katharine Drexel embodied the word. She forged her own history. In Philadelphia, where she was raised, and where my historical novels are set, breaking the mold is cause for alarm. Katharine shattered it.
In the words of poet, Mary Oliver, from Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches: “Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?”