When she spied one slender stalk topped by a scaly tip, my young daughter squealed and clapped gloved hands. The sprout had emerged just one inch, virtually...
Author - Jean P. Kelly
I turned in a tiny, twin bed to see the digital clock: 4:30 a.m. I accept with a groan the realization that in less than an hour, I could be dressed and in...
“I just wanted someone to listen,” said the shirtless man propped on pillows in a hospital bed, his voice cracking and eyes welling as an oxygen tank hissed...
Readings (Year C): Malachi 3:19 – 20aPsalms 98:5 – 6, 7 – 8, 92 Thessalonians 3:7 -12Luke 21:5 – 19 Reflection: Persevere in faith, not...
I was 2,400 miles away from the urgency, assault, and angst of my home, standing on my tippy-toes and a stool to reach the relics of a man who had inspired a...
As the sparrow finds a home and the swallow a nest to settle her young, My home is by your altars, LORD of hosts, my king and my God! Blessed are those who...
Before turning 13, being Catholic was easy for me. I went to a parochial school and was surrounded by a big Irish family at almost every waking moment. I knew...
A bespectacled man with a dreadlocked braid down the middle of his back picks up a lunch bag and a water bottle. Volunteer Joe Anastasi stops him, saying, “I...
I sometimes picture myself in a nursing home where my family and friends complain about having to empty my pockets of notes, reminders, and quotes stashed here...
