I’m not even going to write a caption for this one. Use your imagination.
Just before the holiday break, amongst the multiple prayer intentions for “Christmas,” one
of my girls sweetly prayed “for all those with cancer or Read the rest of this entry
When my daughter was about four, I was telling her that while we were in church everyone needs to be extra quiet. When we are, Jesus can talk to us in our hearts. And if we are quiet, we can hear Him. She said, “Okay, Mommy,” and about a minute later she said, “Oh Mommy, I hear him.” I said, “Really? What is He saying?”
She looked up at the cross above the altar and said, Read the rest of this entry
One day I was in the small, side Eucharistic chapel at my church for Adoration. It was about half full of mostly parents I know from my children’s school. There were, however, a few, elderly, very traditional-looking women in there, too. While everyone is quietly praying, my son got loose and Read the rest of this entry