Third Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year B Some people work really well under pressure. One of my classmates was definitely one of those people, the…
Third Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year B Some people work really well under pressure. One of my classmates was definitely one of those people, the…
Second Sunday in Ordinary Time, Year B Last week I asked you to consider the question of who you are, and suggested to you that…
Several years ago there was a day that I had to stop back at my home parish for something. I can’t remember what that something was anymore, but I had to go to the rectory office and had a few minutes to wait. Around that time Pope Francis had made some reflections about knowing your own date of baptism, and how knowing that date can be a reminder of the blessed day that you were “immersed in the inexhaustible source of life which is the death of Jesus, the greatest act of love in all of history.” I’ll freely admit that
On New Year’s Eve we had a wedding this year. Very nice couple, they had been friends and then dated for many years… but anyway, we had the wedding and as I was preaching the homily I realized that I was sharing a thought has been growing in my mind and slowly taking shape in other homilies and discussions and all sorts of moments for some time now. The thought goes something like this: