Changing It Up

I’m doing something different—starting today. I’m right-handed but have switched my mouse buttons so that I can use the mouse with my left hand. No, this wasn’t my idea—my massage therapist has been suggesting it for some time—but I’m game. Change, change, go away! Change can...

Psalm 17

No doubt the covenant looms large behind this plea of the psalmist. The word is not mentioned, but the psalmist is obviously motivated by his conviction that God will always be faithful to his promises. That is why the psalmist begs for “justice.” God manifests his justice when he lives up to the...

Foolish Virgin Poster Child

If anyone should be nominated for the Foolish Virgins Society poster child, I’m your woman. I have run out of oil so many times, it’s not funny. It comes from convincing myself that I have more oil than I really do. As the story goes: Half the girls waiting for the bridegroom to arrive at the wedding...

Our Young Church

I had the pleasure to attend the National Catholic Youth Conference (NCYC) in Indianapolis last week. This conference was attended by over 20,000 Catholic high school students. I was struck by their energy—and my lack of energy! I was struck by their enthusiasm. I was struck by their zeal for Christ and...

A Two-Turkey Thanksgiving

When I stopped at the butcher shop this week, I told the butcher that I actually was picking up two turkeys for Thanksgiving: the 25-pound fresh bird that would feed our crowd of sixteen at Thanksgiving Day dinner and the 5-foot 11-inch friar accompanying me who had just arrived from Chicago. The butcher...

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