Sometimes it’s easy to get so busy looking for the big miracle that we miss the little ones. God answered a very specific, longstanding prayer of mine in a delivery of food: a miracle in a pot of soup.
How can we cultivate the virtues of charity and humility, both during and after a moment where a child’s life might be at stake?
Help doesn’t come when or how we want it, but it’s there. You can always find Three Good Things.
Everywhere we went in Lourdes, the gaze of the beloved was turned upon us. The effect of this gaze, on both the bestower and the object, was transformative.
On Sunday, we attended one of the weirdest, most uplifting Masses of my life in the ugliest basilica I have ever seen. It was a gorgeous mess.
A quick overview of our not-so-quick trip… just enough to leave you wanting more.
This week, I have been chatting with various members of the Order of Malta as we prepare for our upcoming pilgrimage. Every single one of them has offered some variation on this theme: “Oscar’s presence will be such a blessing to us. It is our privilege to pray for you.” This seemed, at first, quite…… Continue reading The privilege of praying for others