Been there, done that - and not in a good way. When I think back on how I handled romantic relationships in high school, I am deeply ashamed. Like Adam and Eve in Genesis 3, I am tempted to hide these parts of my past - from God, from others, and even myself. I want to lock them up and throw away the key. But that’s not how grace - or memory - work. As my 2-year-old and the song “Going on a Bear Hunt” would put it, “Gotta go through it.” I went on a retreat last month, and th

Away in a manger No crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus Has nothing to dread His mama is Mary Who loves Him so dear When Mary is with...

I began my sophomore year of college in August 2015. People said sophomore year was harder than freshman year. I didn’t recall having it...

Written to a friend (and fellow teacher) in the winter of 2019 "I am exhausted. I thought you ought to know. It’s our third day back from...

It might seem strange to think of the most penitential season in the Church with excitement, but here’s why I have come to love Lent....

If you're anything like me, you've never heard of a wineskin before reading the Bible. And, if you're even more like me, you have to...

Today, in the Catholic Church, we celebrate the Solemnity of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary into Heaven. However, since this...

Let me be the first to say, you are welcome here, brother or sister. Come as you are, not as you should be, for we are all pilgrims on...