Many, many years ago today, the tribe of Israel, living in Egypt, hid in their homes, the blood of the lamb on the door, as a plague passed over them. Many, but less, years ago, Jesus, the Lamb, hid in an upper room, so that He could feed us before He shed His blood. Many... Continue Reading →
We are a Resurrection People, and Hallelujah is our Song
Yesterday, I had an awful experience at Church. I wrote about it in another post, but there is one problem with the post about one instance. It is not just this one church, or this one type of incident. I have been treated this way over and over and over again at different times throughout... Continue Reading →
Let the Little Children Come to Me: Defending Catholic Moms
Last night, I had to leave the Good Friday service halfway through. I went to this particular Church because the churches nearby us don't have cry rooms, but at this parish, we had been treated kindly by the parish priest and daily mass crowd, so I figured they would be kind and merciful to us... Continue Reading →
Communion is like Sex
When I was in college, I took a class on Theology of the Body and it changed my life. A little after that class ended, I was kneeling at the Communion rail, when I heard as if from a quiet voice nearby, "Communion is like sex." I shook it off as a temptation from the... Continue Reading →
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