I didn’t grow up praying the Rosary. My early faith formation was in the 1970s, a time of butterflies and posters and “Smile, God loves you!” Don’t get me wrong, I caught the faith through that formation, and I’ve clung tightly to that faith ever since. But praying the Rosary just wasn’t part of...
Three Thanksgiving meals, a whirlwind of relatives, and lots of leftovers later, I see that it’s my turn to write a blog posting. I wish I could blame my lack of energy on the tryptophan in the turkey I’ve eaten, but there’s more to it than that. I can’t keep up and I’m tired of...
A story is told about some shipwrecked people together in a long, narrow lifeboat. The boat is so long that the people in the front of the boat are quite far from the people in the back. This distance and their perilous situation distort their thinking.
When the front of the boat springs a leak, a man in the...
“‘I’m very brave generally,’ he went on in a low voice: ‘only to-day I happen to have a headache.’” So said Tweedledum in Through the Looking Glass (And What Alice Found There) by Lewis Carroll.
Carroll suffered from migraine, as do I. It’s little wonder that a headache showed up in one...
Jesus criticized the Pharisees and called them hypocrites. They were caught up in their strict observance of the Law, certain that this made them better than everyone else. They looked down their noses (from the height of their “high horses”) on those they considered less pious, less dedicated,...
