Saint Anthony, Saint Anthony, please come around, something is lost that must be found. What is lost? Me in this post. I’ve labored over it for weeks. I finally had my husband proof it for me, and well, it sucked….
I know you are probably wondering why I would post pictures of a statue of Bob Hope for Mission Monday. But there is a good reason. Stay with me. This is clearly a giant statue of the “Kissing Sailor,” a photograph…
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 story I’m about to tell you is resting deeply in my heart, its a lesson of accepting who you are, acknowledging that God has been trying to tell you something forever and letting go of all the things you…
St. Patrick’s Cathedral, New York City – Columbus Day Mass and Parade. I arrived late for an 8 a.m. Mass to barricades and security guards at the New York City cathedral. A red carpet dawned the front steps and a…
Walking along southern California’s Silver Strand, a body surfer emerges from the waves and approaches my cousin and me. “Hey, hey, you guys I gotta tell you something,” the young man said a bit winded from being tossed up on…