Are We There Yet?

Dominic and Monica are here with baby Margaret for Holy Week, and Auntie Marie walked down from the Boarder House for a visit. Life is good...

BY  G. K. CHESTERTON When fishes flew and forests walked    And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the mo...

It's easy to become so accustomed to the Bible stories we've heard since childhood that we forget they're not just stories ; th...

Canonized by Pope Pius XII in 1940, St. Gemma Galgani stands in the shadow of an august handful of modern era saints. Which is just the way...

What's rolling around in my head this week. Purple shrouds, Passion Week, Preparation. Jesus hiding. Truth. And I might as well cogitat...

If you're wearing a face like this and carrying some kind of cudgel, they'll leave you alone, regardless. Just do your own thing....

Nice to not have to shout here among friends. At least I don't think I shout. It's certainly not my intention, but I suspect tha...

You can monkey around with my spaghetti sauce when I turn my back, I have no opinion about the proper method of loading the dishwash...

Easter. Not here yet. On its way! Our Claudia, Michelle and Ben's youngest. 

It's this: The  road to skinny is paved with produce going bad in the crisper drawer... Am I right?

My best childhood friend, my brother, Greg (God rest his soul), and I used to do this. It's what we thought swings were for! What goo...

This is the Mormon Bridge, one of two or three bridges that connects the city of Omaha with Iowa across the Missouri River. It's our...