Previously published in the Hughson Chronicle-Denair Dispatch There are some pretty common themes in the writing you see here week by week. I did not start out with this vision in mind. As I reflect, more than anything, I would say, the topics have circled around the idea of
What a week and a half it has been. I do not know what it looks like if you only read the secular press. I do not know what it looks like for non-Catholic Christians. I do not even wholly know what it looks like for Catholics who are not
This is a heartbreaking time to be a Catholic. The brokenness of the institutional Church is broken open. I am thankful it is that the truth may be known. When this happened before in 2002, I was too young to be plugged into the news cycle. We did not have
We don’t have to know our neighbors. We don’t need to know about the little community events. Our children will survive if they never see a Ferris Wheel in real life. We can know nothing about the cultural roots of the person next door.
Update: With the End of May came the end of this offer, but sign-up to receive free reflection ebooks and mini-liturgies for the home in the future! The irises are fading, the mums are mounting and the herbs are filling out the little flower bed whose sole purpose when
Previously published in the Hughson Chronicle-Denair Dispatch It begins with that day of the year when Catholics walk around with soot on their foreheads. The ashes are burned, blessed and distributed with the reminder, “you are dust and unto dust, you shall return.” I can think of more romantic ways
For one month and two days, I thought over and again about how to write a follow-up on our trip to Ohio and Detroit for the beatification of Blessed Solanus Casey. I am asked often how the trip went. It was difficult. As time and reflection increased, I realized how