“Forgive and forget.” Anyone who has labored with a massive load of hurt and injury understand how difficult this advice is. How does one forget sustained abuse, genocide,...
I had six days at home this past month. Some were only a few hours in length – enough time to do a load of laundry, repack my bags, and then set off again. I crisscrossed the...
The origins of the Stations of the Cross stretch back to the Crusades when, as a result of the conquering of the Holy Land, Christians began making pilgrimages to the sacred...
Welcome to our guest blogger, Sr. Maureen Sullivan, OP. The following article is an excerpt from a presentation she will be giving at the Los Angeles Religious Education...
When I was teaching second grade, I sometimes felt sorry for my colleagues in the upper levels. They didn’t receive the kind of love notes that appeared on my desk each...
The “O Antiphons” are a tradition of prayer during a period of time known as the Octave of Advent. Thus, they begin on December 17th and continue through the 23rd. The seven...
This year’s Catechetical Sunday theme calls for something daunting – that is, to safeguard the dignity of every human person. Since the latest global census figures place the...
“Come away to a deserted place all by yourselves and rest a while.” Mark 6:31 I remember my first spiritual retreat vividly. After taking a year off from college I was ready...
As a child, I approached the end of August with mixed emotions. I hated to see summer end and had little enthusiasm for resuming the homework routine. I did, however,...
There is nothing like a trip into the Colorado Rockies to clear the mind. My husband, Ron, ran a half marathon in Vail this past weekend, and I went along as his companion...
Our house is a wreck. Boxes are everywhere and furniture is in complete disarray. Relocating to a new house should be old hat by now since this is the sixteenth move Ron and...
One of my fondest memories as a catechist and Catholic school teacher involves “Duane”, an imaginative child in my second grade class. I recall the day he sat on the floor by...
One of the best lessons I learned about forgiveness came from a juggler. Several years ago, while preparing to give a talk on time management, I interviewed a juggler about...
“How many of you are creative?” The question generally draws only a smattering of positive responses at one of my women’s retreats. Those answering yes typically describe...
I read a newspaper article the other day about how a Compline service in a large urban cathedral was attracting a large number of young adults. They come with pillows and...
On my neighborhood’s Facebook page, tucked amid notices about road closings and queries about handymen and window cleaners, was a post that stopped my heart. Four local high...
Some people start their day with coffee and the newspaper. Mine begins with orange juice and my journal. The cat is usually waiting for me to settle into my favorite chair....
A few years ago, while serving on a parish staff, I was asked to speak at the weekend Masses on the theme of stewardship. Just as I was heading to the lectern, I heard...
Each of my pregnancies were times of wonder, but nothing surpassed the first. Facing the prospect of motherhood was both fascinating and daunting. The latter wasn’t helped...
My brother likes to joke about how many people my mother could feed with a single package of deli meat. Sandwiches might have been thin, but everyone ate. If there is a...
“Where have you been?” Those words always stopped me in my tracks when trying to sneak past my parents’ bedroom after a too-late night. I had to come up with a feasible...