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Advent Wreath and Jesse Tree
Heave a sigh all you weary people of God! Advent is the first moment of the new liturgical year, and it is a time to cast aside the worries of the world and to focus on what really matters - our eternal life! Luke records a very bleak and scary image of the end times,...
Abuse in the Church
Moral Gravity To experience shock and scandal is always the appropriate response to disorder, particularly in the realm of sexual sin, and far greater when that sin is perpetually committed by representatives of Christ himself. As I read through the recent...
Being a Broken Thing
One of the hardest metaphysical realities, taught to us both by Christ and through nature, is finding new life through death. Creation is continuously dying and through that death is being created anew. I don't like this process. It's agonizing. Why does beauty...
Gospel Reflection – Hemorrhaging Woman
Cursed by Blood As a woman living in the 21st century, fertility can certainly be perceived as a blessing and a curse. The week-long menstrual cycle each month is quite often the feminine curse that restricts woman from activities, zaps her energy, heightens...
Gospel Reflections – Birth of John
How Did She Know? There is something that is very perplexing to me about the birth and naming of John the Baptist. How did Elizabeth know that his name should be John? For, as the scripture tells us, Elizabeth first spoke up when asked what his name should be: And on...
Our Love Story
An Early Revelation From a very early age, I drew close to our Lord, and although not from a very devout household, I found myself speaking with the Lord often throughout my childhood. Among these years of childhood innocence, there were a few very distinct spiritual...
Blessed Mother Barbie – Veiling
My daughter is very into Barbie dolls right now, and she particularly likes to dress them up and accessorize them with shoes and head pieces. Princesses and queens are always at the height of her fashion choices, which is nice because they are often...
Almsgiving
I used to dread the red light that stopped me at the busy intersection right next to a wearily downcast homeless person, holding a crumpled cardboard sign. I would try to read the dark sharpie letters written on the sign, out of the corner of my eye. I dared...
Suffering & Miracles
Dear Friends, I am writing to you on the feast of the most beloved St. Joseph! What a wonderful day to celebrate the role of fatherhood and the St. Josephs in our own lives. Here you can read my personal encounter with the foster father of Jesus, and how that...
