I’m wearing bunny slippers as I type this post. My late Aunt Tracey gave them to me two Christmases ago (her last Christmas). I wear
The week before my wedding, I attended an outdoor men’s experiential retreat with about 100 other men from around Western New York. The weekend was
“I know Catholics aren’t exactly known for being spontaneous…” my priest said to a chorus of laughter. This morning’s Thanksgiving Day Mass took a turn
Guest post by Jessamine Several years back, I ordered some green scapulars from a Catholic apostolate. Upon reception of the package, not only the green scapulars
In writing this next post in my series on the Sacraments, I wanted to do some research on Holy Communion. I was looking at another
I was merely a freshman coming to the close of a busy year at the University of Notre Dame. I had made friendships that seemed
Since I’ve lived alone, I’ve been trying to establish routines that will help my physical and emotional health. I try to run/exercise three times a
“Time is a treasure that melts away. It escapes from us, slipping through our fingers like water through the mountain rocks. Tomorrow will soon be
My friend Ellie and I pray a novena once in a while and it has always been a very fruitful time for the both of
“A small error at the outset can lead to great errors in the final conclusion” (Saint Thomas Aquinas, Being and Essence, quoting Aristotle). There has
In a moment of bravery during college, I signed up for the Students for Life Retreat with the Helpers of God’s Precious Infants in New
Cristina and I need to ask for your prayers. We are in somewhat of a crisis. As you have probably read in the last few
On Being a (Spiritual) Friend When continents separate you, when language separates you, when time separates you, when pain separates you from those that you’ve
I have always thought that Hollywood is missing a chance to make millions. They just simple need to film the life of a large family,
Living in Italy (and by extension, the European Union) puts a lot of perspective on things. For instance, we were told in our orientation for
One year ago today I delivered my son, a stillborn. For a moment he was placed in my arms quiet, blue, and limp. The midwife
Let me remember the waters that cleaned me, the fire that marked me and your beautiful love that so tirelessly sought me.
(The problem with the question of music in the liturgy is that people want an easy answer. They want one Church document that entirely bans
A letter from the Holy Father addressed to Archbishop Timothy M. Dolan is circulating around the internet, and I thought it an appropriate reflection to
Last month, my boyfriend’s grandfather died. The beauty of our Catholic faith never felt more exposed to me than with the passing of another believing
What I thought to be a relatively benign statement turns out to be akin to insulting the grandmother of some, and giving an infinite gift
