Every month in this Jubilee Year dedicated to hope, I am writing one column on a particular ministry in the diocese which offers hope to others.
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Your guide to our local fish fries
From convenient drive-thrus to restaurant-quality dining, our diocese is home to a wide variety of parish fish fries.
Perseverance in our faith
At this point of Lent, I usually need a little (or a lot) of encouragement to keep faithful to my commitments in this holy season, and so I am thinking that a reflection on perseverance is opportune, maybe for all of us.
The changeup
Those who caught last month’s column may recall that I was on a bit of a hopeful high: Savoring my Valentine décor, embracing a reinvigorated devotion to The Little Flower, and resting in the solace of my epiphany regarding heavy crosses that are long in duration.
Let us glorify Him
The Gospel for the Second Sunday of Lent is always the Transfiguration scene when Peter, James, and John momentarily glimpse the glory of the risen Christ.
The powerful impact of one little word
This Lent, I’m determined to do the difficult work of discerning God’s will for me on a daily basis, prefacing my petitionary prayers by professing my faith, and remembering that actions speak louder than words (or wants or wishes), even if it means the occasional slap in the face to get my attention!
Let us give our hearts to the Lord
In these recent weeks leading up to Lent, I have spent much time in prayer meditating on the heart — my heart, your heart, the Sacred Heart of Jesus. The Bible mentions “the heart” more than 700 times. We know the heart symbolizes our deepest self, the center of our emotions, desires, longings, and loves.
Become like a child lost in love for Our Lord this Lent
In the old church a mile from our house, beautiful stained glass windows depict the life of Christ and other biblical images.
Catholic Charities: A sign of God’s presence
Each month in this Jubilee Year, I am dedicating a column to an organization or ministry in our diocese which gives hope and inspiration to our people.
A rose by any other name
The older I get, the more I become a creature of habit. Does life work any other way?