As I approached the steps of Saint Patrick’s Cathedral in New York City, I saw white and blue fabric billowing...

"Sister. That was a mic-drop class." That's about as high of a compliment as it gets from middle schoolers. It...

This time of year stirs our hearts to be generous in how we give and to whom we give, but...

"Hey Mom, can we watch a show?" I quickly scanned the house and zipped through my mental checklist. Schoolwork and...

A few years ago, a colleague at work asked, "Why does the Catholic Church spend so much money on expensive...

Fresh flowers adorn the kitchen table. The morning sun streams through the slats on the shutters of the windows. Morning...

I have a dear friend who is a master when it comes to liturgical living. She is creative and intentional...

“I was one way … and now I am completely different. And the thing that happened in between … was...

Marguerite Bays was born to a farming family in Switzerland in 1815, the second of seven children. She grew up...

Everyone loves the stories of the young hero/heroine. Our hearts swell along with the music when justice is done and...

We were on our usual weekend double date when Angie told us she was pregnant, her first. I was pregnant...