Reflections
“Cletus, Come Out”
Perhaps because I feel as if I have been brought back to life after a 12-day siege with the flu, I have been thinking a lot about Lazarus. It's...
Reflections
What We Don’t See
Sometimes we are blind to what is right in front of us. Recently at our parish, we watched two altar servers who had fun all through Mass. It may...
Books
What Forgiveness Means
I have a friend whose family members hang onto grudges and slights. They are people who remember everything ever done to them, against them—and by whom. They just can't...
Reflections
The Worst Day of the Year
We made it.
We got through January 24th, the worst day of the year. A group in Great Britain came up with this date a few years ago and designated...
Reflections
Daddy’s Girl
It was a moment of grace on a Sunday afternoon. My husband, Jim, and I were walking through the crowd into a Creighton U basketball game. In the middle...
Reflections
Lost
What does it mean to be really, really lost? My husband, Jim, the kind of person who always stops to help people, saw a distraught looking woman in...