Biker Dad
I was driving to the grocery store the other day when the public radio network offered a story about motorcycle gangs, their initiation rituals,...
Real Presents (Part II)
Moving right along. Where was I? The 5:30 PM liturgy on Friday.
I had finally settled down in a back pew when an usher's tap...
Real Presents (Part I)
Just when I'm almost certain that church-the-building is one of the last places I'll encounter God's grace, I receive evidence to the contrary.
Being a...
On the Move with God
God doesn't move, we do. I've heard this aphorism for years and am currently experiencing this bit of wisdom big time. God doesn't move,...
Love Lives in the Details
Until I dive right into a situation, I will never understand how to love the people who live there.
As a writer, I could talk...
What's Next?
The notion that the spiritual life is a journey is so common that it's a platitude. I've worked for years in Catholic publishing. I've seen...
What I Think about When I Don't Have to Think
A while ago I decided to stop trying to make big changes. They were too hard. I thought I'd concentrate on making small changes,...
Visits with My Mother
In the US on Sunday, we will celebrate Mother's Day. I have been thinking of my mother a lot lately, maybe because this is...
Washing Feet
My parish did something different with the foot washing ceremony last Holy Thursday. Instead of the priest washing the feet of twelve parishioners (often...
Pay Attention!
When I was in grade school, I was a daydreamer. I could get lost in the view out of the classroom window, in the...
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