Revisted this week takes a look at love -- what it is beyond initial infatuation, what it is in relation to God. As it reads, I'm fairly certain I was taking a class on the Catholic sacraments of initiation (Baptism, Confirmation, Eucharist) when I wrote it. It originally appeared in 2014, the third post ever … Continue reading Revisiting a Similitude of Eternal Beauty
This week's Revisited is as true for me today as it was when it originally appeared in 2014. Since then, I have found that curtailing automatic critique of others has also helped me to find compassion for myself. Photo by Nick Fewings on Unsplash. For the past couple of years, I’ve been working on minding … Continue reading Still Biting My Tongue and Finding My Voice
This week's Revisited addresses an ongoing question for me. It first appeared here in 2019. This Labor Day weekend has me pondering, as someone who doesn’t bring home a regular paycheck, what is the work that I do? How do I -- or am I -- contribute(ing) to the good of society? Most importantly, am … Continue reading Always Wondering: Am I Doing God’s Work?
This piece first appeared here just under a year ago, before I was posting regularly to this blog. We made our first cruise ever last July, and the feeling lingered long enough for me to capture it in words. I hope you enjoy this week's Revisited. Glacier Bay National Park, Alaska. Photo by Susan Fischbach … Continue reading Revisiting the Peace of Unknowing
This week's Revisted takes a look back at a post from 2016 -- only the seventh post to this blog. It has a more formal tone than some of my writing, which I assume is because I was taking a class at a Catholic theology school and seminary at the time. As a matter of … Continue reading There is Treasure in the Cave of Isolation and Darkness
Quilt by Susan Isaacs and Eldora Fiscbach. Photo by Susan Isaacs. This installment of Revisited is my first ever piece of published writing. My poem, “What is Christmas?” appeared in our local weekly newspaper, The Faith Independent, on December 6, 1978. I was 13 years old and had written the poem in my bedroom at … Continue reading What is Christmas?
I'm sharing this again, although I first posted it about five years ago and originally wrote it almost 25 years ago. Today is Dean's and my 34th wedding anniversary. Our story has grown in a myriad unexpected ways that have only made us a better couple through the years, but I will never tire of … Continue reading Wedded Bliss: 34 Years Later
This week's Revisited is part 2 of 2, the first of which appeared here last week. Between writing the two reflections, as part of a spiritual formation workshop on prayer I participated in in 2004, we took the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator and discussed the implications of our scores. Of the Extorvert/Introvert pair, I am an Introvert; between Sensing and Intuition, I prefer Intuition; of Thinking and Feeling, I am Feeling; and between Judging and Perceiving, I tend slightly toward Judging.
This week's Revisited is Part 1 of 2 (which appears here). I wrote this in June of 2004 at the beginning of a prayer styles workshop, which was part of spiritual formation during my studies at Saint Meinrad Seminary and School of Theology. Photo by Susan Fischbach Isaacs My prayer style is so casual that … Continue reading My Personal Prayer Style and Preferences
Today's Revisited appeared in Prairie Winds Anthology, published by the Prairie Winds Project in 1983. I didn't know it at the time, but it's an acrostic.
This week's Revisited I wrote just for fun sometime in the late 1990's. My husband and I had been driving on the Interstate in his old truck a day or so before. This poem has not previously been published.
Today's Revisited first appeared in "The Review," 1995, by Indiana University Southeast Student Affairs Committee. "For Her" was awarded First Place by Indiana Collegiate Press Association, April 12, 1996, in the category of Best Short Story. It's 4:30 in the morning and he can't sleep anymore. The pin in his knee becomes too painful if … Continue reading For Her
Today's Revisisted first appeared in Independence magazine, official publication of The Independent Pilots Association, Anniversary Issue, 1999. Though originally intended for a very particular audience, I believe the message fits a variety of marriages. It's 20 years later, and I'm still married to the same pilot. My husband got his first professional flying job just … Continue reading Communication on the Home-front
Today's Revisited originally appeared in Prairie Winds Anthology, 1983, a publication of the Prairie Winds Project. How can such a small, simple word like lovebe so much harder to say than cinnamon? Susan FischbachGrade 12Faith High School
This Revisited was written in the Fall of 1999 as part of the BA degree I would receive the following Spring. It has been edited for clarity. "A Sense of Home" was also an award-winner in the creative non-fiction category in the IUS Writing Contest in 2000 and was previously published in the IUS Review, … Continue reading A Sense of Home
This week's Revisited is a poem from 1992. My two little boys were playing in a friend's basement with her three boys, and they had all gone upstairs for something. A few seconds later there was the stampede of little feet coming back down. It reminded me of running downstairs to watch cartoons on Saturday mornings when I was a kid.
For the inaugural Revisited we’re going almost all the way back to the beginning. This little ditty appeared in Prairie Winds Anthology, 1981, a statewide publication which celebrated the creative endeavors of South Dakota high school students.
My husband and I were married 29 years ago today. I had no idea at the time that the willing selflessness Dean showed on that day would be a model for his life as a husband and a father. It still amazes me -- his continuing and patient willingness to give everything he has and … Continue reading Wedded Bliss: After All These Years
I wrote poem below several years ago about my faith journey at the time. Not only is it still relevant to my faith journey, but to many other aspects of my life’s journey, as well. Specifically, right now, this poem speaks to my journey as a parent of young adults who are finding their own … Continue reading The More Things Change the More They Stay the Same