The events of recent history that have coincided with the early years of my kids’ lives have one consistent and persistent quality: their capacity to unnerve...
Home Faith
I’ve always cringed when I hear the expression “offer it up.” While the phrase actually refers to something called redemptive suffering—the idea that our...
It might sound a bit cliché to say that St. Joseph is one of my favorite saints. For a long time, it honestly kind of was. When asked that oft-repeated...
As the eldest of four brothers, a still-haunting refrain was pounded into my head by my parents throughout my childhood: “Be a good example.” I hated this...
If I ask you to imagine the middle child of the Brady Bunch—Jan—shaking her head and lamenting “Marcia, Marcia, Marcia,” can you picture her knitted forehead...
In my final trimester of pregnancy with our firstborn, I followed all of the Prepare for Baby instructions provided enthusiastically by friends, strangers, and...
One of the finest fruits of this now multiyear global pandemic has been the extended time it allowed me to spend with my three children. By working from home...
What do slides, cashews, grandparents, undies, and the color yellow have in common? Well, besides their contributions to the good life, they’re all regularly...
It’s a refrain that occasionally seeps into church circles—a parish Bible study, a retreat, that sort of thing—when getting to know new people. When...
One of the attorneys where I work is Black and a father of three children; his oldest son is 11. My colleague and his wife take care to limit their children’s...
