On Oct. 6, the preacher at evening Mass used his time at the pulpit to discuss Respect Life Sunday with great passion.
That seems logical enough, but the homily took a turn for the insulting—at least to this parishioner—and I’ve been struggling with going back to Mass ever since.
Part of the...
Recently I sang at a wedding for a young couple in my parish, an opportunity both thrilling and terrifying!
It’s such an honor to be asked to do that. At the same time, you don’t want to be the person whose Peter Brady moment destroys anyone’s dream nuptials.
I sang a total of six pieces...
The world is a cynical place. It can be cold and isolating. Love and trust are penalized perhaps more often than they are rewarded.
Technology envelops us and frequently controls us. Lifestyles are built around Google calendars.
What’s the antidote to this?
Tomatoes.
Maybe carrots. Perhaps even...
Simplicity is a hallmark of Franciscan living and spirituality, and during my pilgrimage to Assisi, I became aware of the prayer—and perhaps the act—that illustrates that most clearly for me.
Our group visited LaVerna, a mountaintop sanctuary to which Francis retreated for solitude six times. It was at...
Does prayer sometimes feel like the hardest thing in the world?
If I’m going to talk to God, I feel like I should know what to say. I need to get it right, to say things that make sense and sound halfway intelligent. After all, this is God—the Creator of all that is!—I’m talking to.
Of...
