Lessons From My Garden

The week before Easter I walked around my yard, looking for signs of life. It was a very hard winter in Michigan and spring has been slow in coming. I looked at the lifeless sticks that were supposed to be perennials and decided that many had not survived the winter. Imagine my surprise when I walked around...

Real Sheep, Clueless Shepherd

The Fourth Sunday of Easter always brings us one of the “Good Shepherd” Gospel readings. I recall from seminary days that one of my classmates disliked being compared to sheep—he thought they were ugly and smelled. (I presume he’ll take his complaint “higher up,” since Jesus seemed to...

Any Other “Worriers” Out There?

Even though I know it’s futile to worry about things I can’t control and I know that God is masterfully steering our lives (and won’t give us anything we can’t handle), I can’t help but worry! My brain activity stubbornly reverts to: What if…[insert disaster]. What if…[insert failure]. I have...

Honor Dad with More than Peace and Quiet

Whenever we five Biedenbach children asked Dad what he wanted for his June birthday, Father’s Day or Christmas, he always responded with a loud bark: “Peace and quiet.” He never got it. Dad’s birthday came the week before Father’s Day so we usually combined the two celebrations. Each of us, as...

Clergy Sex Abuse: Now Who Is Getting Hurt?

Just when I think the clergy sex-abuse scandal in the Church couldn’t get any worse, news hit last week that Belgian Bishop Roger Vangheluwe of Brugge has no idea what he did was wrong when he abused his nephews (www.catholicnews.com). It’s one thing to be in the clutches of compulsion, another to lose...

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