“God doesn’t loves us as a flower but as a bouquet.” Most every Sunday Ruth or Lily Janousek hands me a drawing on the way out the door. I have quite a collection. Lily and Rut ...

This week is Valentine’s Day, the bane of singles and Scrooges everywhere. I’m just as single this year as every other year — and, indeed, even older than in previous years, which is scary — but for the first ...

Lord God, I want to stay for a while in Christmas where hope is something I can cradle to my chest. I want to dwell here where music sings the promise of love, reminding me of those Mary moments in my life whe ...

When I reflect on the events of the last year, it is precisely that — the epic blessing of the unexpected — that fills my soul with gratitude. For as long as I can remember, Than ...