St James’ example leads me to understand my place as a pilgrim at all times and in all places.
St. Philip and St. James are almost unknown people. Yet clearly they mattered to Jesus.
Once I buried a statue of St. Joseph upside-down, I started noticing how his steady faith carried him and his family through topsy-turvy situations.
The feast of St. Peter’s confession is a great time to mix up some tasty rocks with the kids.
St. John faints away at the words of Christ announcing his coming betrayal. The space in DaVinci’s painting helps me consider the ways I am separated from Christ.
Jesus never condemns Thomas. Instead, he invites Thomas to come closer.
I imagine hesitation and maybe even resistance into this story. But my children do not.
James’ entire post-conversion lifestyle can be described as both radical and unpopular.
The musical’s haunting refrain inspires my gratitude for St. Luke’s ministry of storytelling.
My kids had fun being in charge of the evening’s meal, and I had a good time watching them work together and talk about what makes a good sibling.