Learning the art of listening shapes us into creatures who love. Years ago, at around 6 p.m. every night, I sat in the lower bunk bed beside Junior. Every night, between dinner and bedtime, we shared that space; our bodies resting on the thin foam mattress while cricket sounds filled the air. It was 2010,…
It may have been one of the loneliest moments in my life. I was alone in a small, bare triage room with only an examining table. An armed guard was posted outside the door. My clothes had been taken from me and I was wearing a flimsy gown that opened in the back. I was…
Guest blogger: Sister Sarah Hennessey Today we celebrate the feast of the Holy Family. We remember Jesus did not zoom into human existence in a space pod or appear on a mountaintop shining in gold. He came in family. Mary is more than her “yes.” She lived the daily joys and sorrows of family. Joseph…
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