The Wrong Page
Seeing the Same Thing from Different Places Last Sunday, we attended Mass at a church other than our usual parish. I picked up an unfamiliar missal in the pew and opened it to the readings for that week. I began … Continue reading →
No More, No Less
The treasure I keep asking God to uncover Every time I walk into a church, I pause at the holy water font. I dip my fingers into the water, face the altar, stand up straight, make the Sign of the … Continue reading →
The Weight of a Good Yes
When worthwhile work becomes difficult to carry The other night, I sat in the chapel before the Blessed Sacrament, trying to think of something to write. My mind felt dry. I had not felt drawn toward a topic in a … Continue reading →
When the Alarm Rings
When Work, Worship, and the Heart fall out of Order I was sitting with my spiritual director the other day, talking through the ordinary mess of life, when a sentence came out of my mouth that made more sense than … Continue reading →
What Two Minutes Could Not Hold
How Welcome keeps changing me On Father’s Day, I stood in front of my parish with only a couple minutes to speak. That is not much time. I had a short talk in my hand, and I knew exactly what … Continue reading →
Grant That We May Grow Old Together
Mercy, Marriage, and the Gift of More Time Getting older has its perks. Some of them good. Some of them not so good. One of the not so good parts is that once you reach a certain age, you have … Continue reading →
When He Came Near
Opening Doors and Making Room for the Lord, Together My wife and I stood near the church entrance with song sheets in our hands. That was our job. Nothing complicated or dramatic. We were part of the Hospitality Team for … Continue reading →
Still My Son
Watching him serve, and remembering how love remains I was kneeling before Mass, saying my welcome and praise prayers to the Lord, thanking Him for the chance to be there. The church was settling. People were finding their seats. Then … Continue reading →
A Name We Still Say
Why is he in the Creed? Have you ever said the Creed and wondered why we still say Pontius Pilate’s name? I had that thought one morning while praying the Rosary. He suffered under Pontius Pilate. For some reason, I … Continue reading →
Everything He Does
Hearing His Love in an Ordinary Song I was mowing the grass with music playing through my noise cancelling headphones, not thinking about anything too deep. Just the usual rhythm of pushing the mower, turning at the end of each … Continue reading →