Cook Your Goose
Do you ever feel stuck in a place you never…
In the Weeds
There is virtue in seeking less than perfection. I’m serious….
Hail Mary, In Translation
The feast of Our Lady of Fatima passed last month,…
Holy Week Feet
She hesitated, her foot stumbling. Her eyes furtively glanced into…
Return
The weighted smell of wet, wind-blown golden leaves. The musty,…
The Good Wine
The garnet wine lapped at the cup’s rim as he…
Forty Days to Laugh
The quiet hush of penance floats down with the dusting…
Out of Reach…?
She stares at the gingerbread house. Just out of reach….
Calling Them by Name
Fingers brush the baby soft brow as the scent of…
Surrender
It’s not over. It may be the Easter season, and…
