Neighborhood Saints
“I imagine God as a silver mist that’s everywhere,” said one daughter at the kitchen table. Her little sister immediately disagreed: […]
“I imagine God as a silver mist that’s everywhere,” said one daughter at the kitchen table. Her little sister immediately disagreed: […]
More than five years into life with our spring-loaded third child, who wakes up (and often wakes us up) at Indy Speedway
“What would Kate and Ashley think?” They were middle school daughters of fellow students in my beginning New Testament Greek
I came to Washington to work for God, FDR, and the millions of forgotten, plain, common working men. –Frances Perkins
It takes the time it takes, I heard the speaker say.
Margaret of Cortona is remembered for her spirit of repentance and supplication.
The world is heavy with sorrow right now.This is not a season that requires take much imagination to ponder Jesus’s suffering on the cross.
The gospel lesson assigned for today’s Feast of Saint Luke the Evangelist has one of my favorite scripture moments.
Maybe it’s the pandemic talking, but the spicy chicken sandwich from Popeye’s is tears-to-the-eyes good. I tried it once and now I’ve had it…more than once.
I’m making another king cake for the Conversion of Saint Paul. The epiphanies will keep coming, whether by guiding star or blinding light or daily bread.