Today, I'm examining the Baptism at the River Jordan, and what it reveals for a person preparing for the sacrament of Confirmation: Confirmation is an Initiation, not graduation in faith.
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At the Register Today
Hello everyone. I have a piece over at the Register on Relics, on what we leave behind, and how sarcasm is hereditary.
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Be More Thankful, not Less
I wrote this yesterday, but it wasn't finished until today. So as part of Thanksgiving weekend, you get to partake in the meal the day after the meal and the words I would wish to all who bother to read my blog a day late as well. Happy Thanksgiving to each of you, even if you do not celebrate it. Thanks for being here, for being part of my life in whatever manner, and for all the blessings
Piece on the Luminous Mystery
Hello everyone, hope you had a great Thanksgiving with your family. I have a piece in the Register dealing with the Transfiguration. I hope you enjoy it. This journey with my son's confirmation in mind keeps teaching me.
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Breakfast Order
This morning, my twelve-year-old came to the table
irritated. We didn’t have full servings
of anything. She could have half a bagel or one blueberry waffle, but she didn’t
want either, she wanted two blueberry waffles.
I offered her both. She sat
feeling frustrated her brother beat her to breakfast.
I knew this was merely “
Siblings
So, this week I made pumpkin chocolate chip muffins for my sophomore in college. It became a family project. I'd packed them in a tin and my twelve year old wrote her a note. Dear Marta,Hope you like these muffins we made. There are twelve.Love Rita.
Her brother came by and decided to make his own note. I ate one. --PeterHer father wrote a note. "I didn't. True love. --Dad"
Her sister
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Her brother came by and decided to make his own note. I ate one. --PeterHer father wrote a note. "I didn't. True love. --Dad"
Her sister
Today's postings...
So it's Thursday, and I have a piece each week at Catholicmom.com. I hope you like it. I also have work over at the Register. Yes, I'm taking on the folks who make policy decisions over in Southbend, Indiana, with respect to discussing Catholic identity.
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Today's piece over at the Register
Hello everyone. I'd love to tell you things are slowing down but they seem to be speeding up. This week included filling out the FAFSA, two teacher parent conferences, a meeting at the school, teaching CCD, preparing a son for state championships (running), and laundry. I also dealt with cleaning out one closet, (finding the infamous 42 shoes without mates), and learning that Anna-Maria knows
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Origin of a Specious Argument Testing my Certifiability
Three hours and forty-seven minutes later, I have an answer.
Not one to act impulsively, I didn't come to this decision over night. Originally, I wanted a teaching certificate. My original teaching license expired in the year 2000. However, I thought having a bachelor's degree in English, a master's in Special Education and an additional 33 hours of doctoral work might make it possible to get
World Series Poem
Last year, I wrote a poem about the Cubs in Game Seven as it played out, line by line. It helped that while I rooted for the Cubs, I didn't have a stake in the outcome, only the poetry. This year, I gave my heart to the Astros, the first team I ever saw play. They had an epic series, but my son also needed to have us shepherd him through applying for college, so I couldn't devote my
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What is the More?
Last week we introduced students to a memoir in which the main character (before
the age of nine), started a house fire, experienced being beaten half to death,
abandonment at an orphanage, starvation, life threatening hatred based on his race, and
became addicted to alcohol. My high
school charges dubbed the first two chapters of this story, “Boring.” At which point, I wondered “What in