Can I Love Like This?
Once again, daily Mass has provided fodder for this blog. (Thank you, Jesus!) It’s always in those 30 to 40 minutes prior to Mass that inspiration (Holy Spirit) strikes; and, this time He was in the form of a fellow pew member. There’s this guy, I’ll call him Joe (he may be homeless, I’m not
Scaffolding Continues…
So, I figured the maintenance workers wouldn’t add anymore scaffolding ‘floors’ to the sanctuary of the Cathedral. And, I was right. What I hadn’t counted on was that they added to it by framing inside the alcoves (side altars?) on either side where the Tabernacle and Blessed Mother reside. Mama Mary is now boxed in
The Great Craftsman
Over the past few days I’ve watched the evolution of a massive scaffolding being built in the sanctuary of our local Cathedral. Each day that I attend Mass a new layer has been added. My understanding is that they will be doing plaster work; I’m starting to look forward to each day – not necessarily
Tater Tots and Heaven
As much as I can, I try to attend daily noon Mass at our local Cathedral. I usually arrive 30 to 45 minutes early for prayerful silence and I absolutely covet that time. But today meditation brought the following thoughts based upon distracting observations: Does the guy on the scaffold worry about falling onto the
One Little Phrase Changed Our Life
I want to share with you a single phrase that has only been spoken once but that has changed the course of my life, the life of my husband and family, and ultimately, the life of the Church. But, before I tell you about it, I need to give you some background. My husband, Deacon