On This Feast of Holy Innocents…
It is important to remember that not one of those infant martyrs in Bethlehem–honored by the Church from its earliest days as saints enjoying the beatific vision–received the sacrament of
It is important to remember that not one of those infant martyrs in Bethlehem–honored by the Church from its earliest days as saints enjoying the beatific vision–received the sacrament of
This is the gospel of the primal light,The first beginning, and the fruitful end,The soaring glory of an eagle’s flight,The quiet touch of a beloved friend.This is the gospel of
What with it being the solstice today, it’s a good time to revisit an urban legend that gets trotted out every year at this time: the myth that Christmas is
Recently, I ran across this hilarious exchange over on the Book of Face: It reminded me of my dear friend, Sherry Weddell in a weird way. Sherry and I entered
The Virginby William Wordsworth Mother! whose virgin bosom was uncrostWith the least shade of thought to sin allied.Woman! above all women glorified,Our tainted nature’s solitary boast;Purer than foam on central
Today is the Feast of St. Nicholas, a saint wreathed round with more than his share of legends, some of which are lovely, some of which are odd, and some
I am from Western Washington, so for me Thanksgiving will always array itself in the color of rain; a good color, a color of warm socks, of drops trailing down
Though Satan breaks our dark glass into shardsEach shard still shines with Christ’s reflected light,It glances from the eyes, kindles the wordsOf all his unknown saints. The dark is brightWith
Every year, somebody stoops down to instruct us ignorant Catholics about the real origins of Halloween. According to that pop history, it was originally a pagan feast and then the
…I thought I would post my friend Jonathan Potter’s poem “Seattle” in honor of My Home Town. You can find more of his excellent writing here.
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