One Saturday morning, I came upon a collage of...
Essays
Election Season and the Maccabean Revolt
Maybe the world isn’t run by lizard people per...
The Children’s Mass
There were a lot of babies and children at Mass. Their sounds filled the air. There was crying,...
Mainstreaming Raw Dog
(Mom and Dad, if you read this, I forbid you from Googling that phrase! Trust me, you don't want to know.) My husband has a whole pre-workout routine that involves taking his pre-workout drink,...
My One Temptation to Protestantism
My one temptation to Protestantism is their lack of the sacrament of Confession (also called Penance). I am only tempted thusly when I am particularly ashamed by something I have to...
In Addition to Itching, Broadleaf Plantain Balm Also Helps Relieve My Uselessness as a Wife and Mother
I put the book down that I had been reading aloud about a pioneer woman who had saved her dying child. My son was studying pioneer times and we were reading a historical novel about a...
Christ Came to Visit Me Twice Last Week
Christ came to visit me twice last week. The first time he stopped by my house in the form of a door-to-door salesman. It had rained all day so the weather was very cool and refreshing...
Embracing Dingy Socks and the Wider Lesson They Teach
At the doctor’s office, I was told to undress and get into a gown by the nurse. As I started to untie my shoes, the nurse said, “Cool shoes!” as she gathered her things to leave....
Valentine’s Day and Ash Wednesday Are a Perfect Couple
Valentine’s Day is on Ash Wednesday this year. At first thought, they seem like an unlikely pairing. Valentine’s Day is a day reminiscent of romance and love. It’s filled with roses, chocolates, lavish dinners, teddy...
What if New Year’s Resolutions Are a Misinterpreted Yearning to Participate in the Penitential Season Known as Lent?
I am happy to say that my area has had a milder than average winter. Most of the highs have been near 40 degrees which has afforded me the luxury of continuing my daily run outside instead of being forced to move it to the monotony of my treadmill in our...
Perhaps Sliced Bread Isn’t the Best Thing
“It’s the best thing since sliced bread.” I’ve heard this phrase all my life. It’s always made me think, “Boy, slicing your own bread must have been pretty difficult in order...
A Lesson in Forgiveness and Humility and Letting Go of a 35 Year Long Grudge
It’s been 35 years and I have finally forgiven my 5th grade teacher. She held a writing competition near the end of the...