It’s been almost two years since you and I took that old-age test together, and unless my memory is failing, we all passed with flying colors! We were definitely not old then, but perhaps it’s time to re-visit another version of that exam – just to make sure.
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New homes, re-energized Catholic faith
The concurrence of these two significant projects led me to wonder how many dioceses are currently building a new cathedral and a new contemplative monastery at the same time.
The Personal Leap Year
If my trek down this spiritual road can lift the heart of even one person, I’m willing to share. To be sure, I’ll deepen my own faith in the process.
The older we get the more childlike we become
Growing older is inevitable for each of us, and facing our unavoidable mortality is just part of being human. Interestingly, the older we get the more childlike we become, in our physical and mental limitations, which can help us toward the goal of attaining humility in our spiritual lives.
Fully embracing Easter
As we celebrate Easter, the very cornerstone of our Christian faith, I recently reread all of the Easter accounts in the four Gospels.
Approaching Holy Week
As we approach Holy Week, we have spiritually moved through Lent, seeking to empty ourselves of egoism, complacency, distraction, and self-seeking, so that the Lord finds greater space and capacity within us to receive His divine grace.
“. . . Such stuff as dreams are made of . . .”
People have always been fascinated by this thing called sleep and the dreams that come with it. Since both are completely out of our control, our ancient ancestors decided both must be caused by supernatural forces. Makes sense. If God created the human brain, He also created the way it functions. So, for thousands of years, dreams have been associated with religion and the belief that God speaks to us in our dreams.
Restoration in our faith
The readings this Sunday are all about restoration.
How we know the price He paid
A beautiful Crucifix hangs on the wall in our bedroom. It reminds me of the one I picked out at the gift shop at Holy Hill, Basilica and National Shrine of Mary Help of Christians, in Hubertus, Wis., where my family attended Mass each Sunday when I was a girl.
Leaping back to 1996
We thought it would be “fun” to go back 28 years (wow) and see what the world according to the Catholic Herald was like in late February of 1996.