My Advent Journey
It was the Monday before Christmas when it hit me, when I finally felt Advent closing in on me. I honestly thought I had missed it. I thought it flew by with all the well intentioned ways I was going…
It was the Monday before Christmas when it hit me, when I finally felt Advent closing in on me. I honestly thought I had missed it. I thought it flew by with all the well intentioned ways I was going…
Are you still waiting? Advent was about waiting, about preparing ourselves. I sat on a pier the day after Christmas and watched some surfers waiting to catch some waves. It seemed odd to me to be spending December 26th waiting….
Last year, as providence would have it, I boarded a plane bound for Mexico City where I would make a private two-day pilgrimage to the Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe. As I slid into my seat the reality of what I was…
Deep in the rolling hills of Southern Indiana, where empty corn fields sit and bales of hay are stacked high waiting to fill stables for the winter, lies St. Meinrad Archabbey. Perched on a hill, this Benedictine Monastery might remind…
The site of California’s first church lies on a hill over-looking San Diego’s bustling crossroads of I-5 and I-8 highways. Fr. Junipero Serra led the expedition that established the Mission Church in 1769. This marked the beginning of Christianity in…
Mission Monday: Mission San Jose in Fremont, California Day breaks over the mission dedicated to St Joseph, a foot path running through the mission’s centuries old cemetery, flanked by the cross on one side and Mary on the other. The…