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…
Gift of a Humble Husband
As I’ve mentioned in past blog entries my husband, Jerry, was ordained to the Permanent Diaconate for our diocese in May 2017. He carries the title “Deacon” which is derived from the Greek, “diakonia” which means to serve. In the Catholic Church, the deacon is called to “functions of the Word, Sacrament, and Charity” (from…



