The devil and his demons are supernatural beings who were once angels created by God with certain abilities. They retained those supernatural capabilities even after
Sometimes God allows people to be spiritually attacked. I know because it happened to me. The natural response is to ask why God would allow
This past May two of my relatives passed away within a few days of each other. One had a Catholic funeral Mass, or the Mass
Lent should be a deep personal encounter with Jesus Christ. It took me a long time to understand that. I suppose that’s because I needed
Life is just a speck in time, it passes us by so quickly. There is a beginning and there is an end, but it is
We receive the virtue of faith at Baptism, and that faith empowers us to believe in the unseen God. It is the virtue of faith that
Prayer is how I began to know God. Before that, my relationship with Him was mediocre at best. I was raised Catholic, and God was
Two years ago, my mother-in-law entered a hospice facility. She was afraid to die and afraid to be alone, so I stayed at the hospice
The devil attacks us secretly most of the time, but there are other times when an attack is obvious and it is usually extremely controlling.
Have you ever wondered what it will be like to enter heaven? I read a story a while back about near-death experiences. The story that
Be sober and vigilant. Your opponent the devil is prowling around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. 1 Peter 5:8 I had
Have you ever encountered someone who feels the Catholic Church is all about guilt? They ask: “Why do I have to go to Mass every
My grandmother, Opal, never raised her voice. She found joy in the simplest things: reading a book, playing scrabble, or completing her crossword puzzles. Her
For our struggle is not with flesh and blood but with the principalities, with the powers, with the world rulers of this present darkness, with
This is the second part of a series on The Power of the Mass. Part one is available here. I have been inspired to make
Learning Empathy From the Cross When I was little, I remember sitting in the pew at church gazing up at the huge crucifix that hung
