Devotions
While a cradle Catholic, there have been times in my life I have taken my faith for granted. It wasn't...
The other day I managed to lose my phone. I managed to lose my phone in the brief moment I...
I knew my first son’s name before he was born. I knew his name before his father sat beside me...
It’s a crucial point in nearly every romantic comedy. Our heroine is distraught. Something, or someone, has hurt her. In...
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I love today's First Reading because it shows two different examples of living out the faith. First, you have Tabitha....
“What?!” I imagine myself exclaiming in disbelief and increased excitement while watching the great drama unfold. “What?!” I shout again,...
Sometimes when I underline something I also unintentionally cross words out. Those pretty, hand-lettered bullet journals and Bibles on Instagram...
Can you imagine being a disciple of Christ at the time of Saint Stephen’s martyrdom? I have a hard time...
"What can you do?" the crowd asks Jesus in a way that seems as if perhaps they'd like to review...
There is a difference between being filled and being satisfied. The people seeking Christ after the miracle of the loaves...
I once read a book containing all the questions Jesus asked in the Gospels. Three hundred and seven, if you’re...
I sat back up on the exam table, and began peppering my doctor with questions about potential treatment plans. I...
Today I'm struck by the fact that Christ commands the Apostles to gather the fragments leftover so that nothing will...
Staring at the packet the dermatologist handed me, I tried to process what had just happened. How did a routine...
Today’s readings are bursting with spiritual goodness—but today is also the memorial of Saint Stanislaus, bishop and martyr, and this...
Today is my thirty-fifth birthday. Today I am squarely in my mid-thirties, eyeing the later thirties, reminiscing over the early...
I awoke with a jolt, long before my alarm. Groaning, I willed sleep to return, but it was futile; my...
