How Pentecost Connects Me To My Community
There’s a woman I often used to see at church. She has blue eyes, curly white hair, and a pale pink cardigan that’s her favorite…
There’s a woman I often used to see at church. She has blue eyes, curly white hair, and a pale pink cardigan that’s her favorite…
I finally made it outside for a much-needed run. It was good for my soul. The world looks the same as it always has. Yet…
Gratitude is “in.” Particularly during this pandemic, talk of gratitude abounds: in op-eds, social media threads, work forums, and academic journals. It’s no wonder; research…
I had not physically been to Mass in over four months because of COVID-19, and it was wearing on my spirit. The churches in the…