My fingers tapped the steering wheel distractedly as the traffic slowed and I struggled to focus in on prayer: The...

In the first couple of years after my reception into the Catholic Church, I struggled with trusting in the mercy...

My insides cringed when he said it, but I didn't let my face betray my emotions. Sucking in a short,...

I am rich, but there was a time when I was poor and had no faith. I am full, but...

Every year I give the same thing up for Lent: soda. It's my weakness. An ice-cold Coke, preferably from McDonald’s,...

We return home after Sunday Mass. It’s time for lunch. As I stir a pot of macaroni and cheese, my...

Calling home was heartbreaking during a particular season in my family’s life. Something had happened to a family member. The...

I cannot remember the last time I denied myself something. That doesn't sound very good, does it? Well, I did...

Imagine you are the palms. Waved aloft in triumph and praise last year, the symbol of Palm Sunday. Now dried...

I’ve been sitting in the silence lately and letting it wash over me. I’ve been letting it mold and shape...

If you were to ask my dad what my most common pre-teen phrase was, he would clear his throat, roll...

The sunlight flickered through the windows as my four-year-old son wandered restlessly around the church foyer. I sat outside the...

Imagining the reactions and thoughts of Saint Peter is something I never tire of as I read the Gospels. He...

"Whoever wishes to come after me must deny himself, take up his cross, and follow me" (Mark 8:34). I read...

"I'm sorry, my mouth is so bad," a young woman tells me with downcast eyes and a look of shame...

“It will take patience and work, and it’ll hurt at times; but we’re going to get you taken care of.”...

“Do you still not understand?” (Mark 8:21) They had dumped the paltry remains of my favorite granola, half into the...