Sacred Meditations
Pride is not a virtue
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Pride is not a virtue
[Today's message was "BY REQUEST" from one of my readers. If you have something you'd like to see me address in a future e-mail, just respond to any of my...
Carve Your Heart into Mine
Have you ever watched a child trace the letters of their name? They press the pencil down hard, tongue poking out the side of their mouth, dragging the point through...
Carve Your Heart into Mine
Have you ever watched a child trace the letters of their name? They press the pencil down hard, tongue poking out the side of their mouth, dragging the point through...
Who was the REAL St. Valentine?
Every February, we drown in a sea of red and pink. Heart-shaped boxes of chocolate crowd the shelves. Greeting cards stuffed with glitter spill declarations of love in looping cursive....
Who was the REAL St. Valentine?
Every February, we drown in a sea of red and pink. Heart-shaped boxes of chocolate crowd the shelves. Greeting cards stuffed with glitter spill declarations of love in looping cursive....
The "Warrior Spirit" of St. Thérèse of Lisieux
We tend to sort our heroes into tidy categories. The gentle ones go on one shelf—the peacemakers, the poets, the ones who speak softly and hold children on their laps....
The "Warrior Spirit" of St. Thérèse of Lisieux
We tend to sort our heroes into tidy categories. The gentle ones go on one shelf—the peacemakers, the poets, the ones who speak softly and hold children on their laps....
Loving the Loveless
Have you ever walked into a room and felt it immediately—that cold, invisible wall? Maybe it was a holiday dinner where two family members hadn't spoken in years. Maybe it...
Loving the Loveless
Have you ever walked into a room and felt it immediately—that cold, invisible wall? Maybe it was a holiday dinner where two family members hadn't spoken in years. Maybe it...
Be The Mirror They Cannot See
Have you ever watched a small child try on their parent's clothes? Maybe it's a little boy clomping around in his father's work boots, the leather swallowing his feet up...
Be The Mirror They Cannot See
Have you ever watched a small child try on their parent's clothes? Maybe it's a little boy clomping around in his father's work boots, the leather swallowing his feet up...