Saved in hope
While my son is not yet four years old, he has become a master negotiator (at least in his mind). When he wants something,...
A resurrection of sorts
It’s a resurrection story of sorts.
As many who read this column know, I lost my beloved friend of 16 years, my Velcro dog Igor,...
The Trinity and the human heart
This column will explore the mystery of the Trinity from the perspective of how the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit are revealed...
He had the whole world in his hands
I must admit that far too often I hear the Gospel reading at Mass and think to myself, “I know what the message is here....
After all is said and done, it is just another day
We are once again on the cusp of another new year. I had often heard it said by my parents and other members of...
The Trinity: Love and mystery
The recently celebrated feast of the Holy Trinity is often accompanied by sermons that can be challenging to give and even harder to understand....
To all the Cindy Lou Whos
I have written in the past about how I am a self-proclaimed Grinch. In the Jim Carey version, the Grinch says “4:00, wallow in self-pity....
Passing the baton in Kalaupapa
I have lost a step or two since my high school running days — 60 years, but I still enjoy watching track and field on...
There is a lot on their plates
During the last year-plus, as the pandemic affected just about every routine and way of life for nearly everyone, if not everyone, I did...
St. Joseph as a model for Lent
Many can treat St. Joseph as an afterthought or some kind of ancient “player-to-be-named-later” in a package deal for the young virgin to whom...
