Holding Back a Reply Can Be a Holy Moment?
There was a pile of small books next to the church bulletin. I glimpsed at it and smiled at the title. In bold print, it
There was a pile of small books next to the church bulletin. I glimpsed at it and smiled at the title. In bold print, it
Unless it’s with another believer. “Invite people to come with you to church,” Father said. “Statistics have proven that 83% of people, if invited, would
Do Some People Bring Out the Worst in You? For I do not do the good I want to do, but the evil I do
“What do you mean you don’t care? Don’t you want justice for your daughter?” The fury in the Assistant State Attorney’s voice vibrated in my
Baptism means so much to me because I really believe my sins are washed away. I thought of Baptism recently while cleaning our boat and
So, what is a Thought? Webster writes, “It’s an individual act or product of thinking”. And what is a Holy Thought? Saint Paul says: “Set
And that’s when I converted to Catholicism. The year was 1994. “Father Peter,” I said. “You don’t know me, and I’m not a Catholic, but
If You Believe in Christmas, It Would’ve Been in May I decided it was a beautiful Spring Day with soft breezes blowing. The harsh Middle
Why is it so hard to talk about faith? Good evening. I’d like to introduce myself. A lifelong Christian, a full-time wife, and a mom
Alzheimer’s. The dreaded demon that lurks and insidiously works its way into the mind. Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one
The Jesuits gone done it again Do I reflect on and thank God for my gift of faith? As so often, the daily 3-minute reflection
I wanted to give a short-fun-filled life to those that stayed I’ve subsequently decided I’m unhinged, a candidate for the funny farm. It’s not as
Especially When I go Shopping With a Five-Pound Toy Poodle I have a love/hate relationship with self-checkout machines. Somehow, I always, but always need help.
And it wasn’t a nice experience. St. Paul said: For I do not do the good I want to do, but the evil I do
I like to sing. That does not mean I am good at it. No, I enjoy it, and analogous to so many other exploits in
Did the Priest Misunderstand You? Did you mumble, fumble, and stumble, as you always seem to do in confession? After all, you don’t really know
I belong to a particular club that no parent wants to belong to. The one titled “I lost a child.” It really doesn’t matter whether
In the distance, a church bell rings. A dog yips, and another one answers. A slip away, a fellow mariner starts the generator on his
Rustling paper welcomed yet another useless ballpoint pen I’d flung into the trash. One dog lifted a sleepy eyebrow, the other too old to be
Forgive Me, Father, For I Have Sinned When you’re in the confessional, either old-style behind a screen and on your knees or sitting on a
I bet many other Catholics are just like me; I’m not comfortable discussing my faith with others unless they are like-minded. I could never stand
I will never minimize the bursts of light that have come my way during my life, still come. However, my main source of light is