St. Joseph may your image of quiet servanthood make me better able to appreciate the gifts sprinkled throughout this wonderous world. Through your prayers and intercession help me to keep my mouth shut, and my eyes and ears and mind and heart open to what God is doing for me every day.
St. Joseph, foster father of our divine Lord Jesus, husband of our dear Blessed Mother Mary, and head of the Holy Family, please pray for me!
Mary of Magdala saw the stone was gone and ran to tell the others. They came. They saw. They left. Jesus came.
When trying to get the story concerning who saw Jesus first on resurrection day, one would think the scriptures would be the place to pin this down…
For many years I have had an overwhelming desire to come to the defense of Simon of Cyrene.
Isn’t it interesting how one can hear scriptures over and over through the years and not question little oddities in them?
At the age of seventy-five, with no children and a wife who was called barren, Abe, having been ordered by the Creator to leave his land, relatives, and his father’s house, received his first promises from God…
There was a time when calling someone a “Jonah” meant that they were a jinx, someone who brought misfortune to those around them. Our biblical Jonah certainly did that for the crew of the...
Giving up fun stuff for Lent is quite common. In one particular case, I am giving up the fear of something, or am I going head to head with the source of the dread?
