Catholic · humor · Saints

From Sour-Faced Saints, Deliver Us! Why the Church Makes Me Smile.

  There are lots of things to love about being Catholic–the Eucharist, the holy traditions and the sheer beauty of her buildings and ceremonies. But one thing that I really love about my Catholic faith is that it often makes me chuckle. While the Church was birthed by Christ, it was men, with all their… Continue reading From Sour-Faced Saints, Deliver Us! Why the Church Makes Me Smile.

Aging · Faith · Friendship

A Reunion of Friends–and of Selves

  Dear Anne, In 1983 I read Robert Penn Warren’s All the King’s Men in Mr. Taylor’s AP English class, a novel that still remains one of my favorites (probably because the narrator, Jack Burden, is a frustrated historian). There is a chapter in which Jack drives from Louisiana to California, reflecting on all the “selves”… Continue reading A Reunion of Friends–and of Selves

Catholic · Easter · humor

Pentecost–The Most Wonderful Time of the Year?

Dear Anne, Pentecost is my favorite Catholic feast day. Not an obvious choice, perhaps, what with Christmas and Easter in there taking up all the attention. Yes, Christmas is wonderful, with the decorations and presents and overblown expectations (did I say that?) but you know who does all that shopping and decorating, right? I’m always… Continue reading Pentecost–The Most Wonderful Time of the Year?

Motherhood

Of Fake Men and Fairly Wonderful Godmothers

Dear Anne, When we first met, back in the Stone Age, if someone had told us we’d be the godmothers to each others’ children, we might have looked at each other and said, “Who? HER?” And I know we wouldn’t have believed that 17 years would separate my oldest child and your youngest. But last weekend,… Continue reading Of Fake Men and Fairly Wonderful Godmothers

Catholic

Tales From a Recovering Control Freak

Dear Anne, About 15 years ago, my boys went on a class hiking trip and the trail ran alongside a creek. As ten-year-old boys are inclined to do, some “accidentally” waded in the water as they searched for critters or competed to see whose rock would make the biggest splash. It was probably about this… Continue reading Tales From a Recovering Control Freak