I did it. I can’t blame anyone else. I moved the step to our high bed and forgot to move it back. I misstepped on the misplaced step and fell hard on the floor. I broke my wrist. The fall happened so quickly, I wasn’t able to tell the ER nurse how I landed when…
Category: Sacrifice
Children Parenting Parents
Although these are not my words (it’s a short story circling around on the www) they will be one day… Fear of Your Parents’ Old Age There is a break in the family history, where the ages accumulate and overlap, and the natural order makes no sense: it’s when the child becomes the parent of…
The Cross
Today is Good Friday. At 2pm, I will drive to our local Cathedral and participate in the Celebration of Our Lord’s Passion. To those unfamiliar with the Good Friday service (it is not a Mass), the day will include a reading of the Passion account from John’s Gospel, Veneration of the Cross, and then Holy…
God Slapped
I often have difficulty meditating on the Passion. I don’t know if it’s a psychological thing where I can’t bear to reflect on the pain and torture that Jesus endured, or a pride thing where I believe I’d never be one in the crowd to yell, “Crucify Him!”. It’s difficult for me to connect with;…



