At Christmas, of course, we’re celebrating the birth of a baby 2,000 years ago. A little boy named Jesus came into the world to save us from sin and evil and to teach us about the ultimate forgiveness.
Thirteen years ago, a little baby boy named Chancellor Lee Adams came into the world. He could not...
At age 91, my grandfather sometimes has trouble hitting the right buttons on his remote control, which can lead to some interesting programming selections.
A few weeks ago, by way of shaky hands and faltering eyesight, he stumbled into EWTN.
This might qualify as a minor miracle.
Bill Scroggins grew up in...
I recently finished reading Nikki Sixx’s “The Heroin Diaries,” and I cannot stop thinking about it.
The book is a collection of diary entries written by Sixx, the bass player for Mötley Crüe, between 1986-87 at the height of the band’s popularity. The entries, which then are...
November 3 marked a first for me— I attended my first ordination.
I had been invited by Brother Frank Critch, a Franciscan friar I met this past summer on a pilgrimage to Assisi. In our 10 days abroad, I got to know Frank as an utterly delightful person who truly had discerned his vocation and is a...
Sometimes, there’s so much in your heart, it’s hard to put it into words.
That’s how I’ve felt for a week, after competing last Saturday in the World Kettlebell Lifting Championships in Chicago. I trained for that event for a year, and many times I’d envisioned the outcomes,...
