Four and a half years ago — in September 2013, I joined a friend to walk the Via Frances (Camino de Santiago de Compostela) in Spain — we did start in St. Jean Pied de Port, France, but by day 2 we had made our way to Roncesvalles, Spain by crossing…
I admit that I struggle with “the Church” and with the apparent ideologies of parts of the church that I deal with… like the Cursillo Movement. I admit that I struggle to be inclusive, to remember and love these entities that I struggle with, even…
Here’s Don’s homily at St Mary’ from 15 June, 2008 [audio:http://stmaryopelika.org/audio/Homily-Don-20080615.mp3]
Fr. Jack’s Homily for Sunday, 8 June, 2008: 11:15 am mass
There’s a new post over at FAMVIN Revolutionary Action that is very interesting.
The fiery orange beach ball slips slowly lower on the grey horizon leading the orange-pink laced remnant of pale grey into oblivion
25 years ago the Cursillo movement came to life in the Archdiocese of Mobile. That was after I left Auburn at the end of my undergraduate career, and before I returned as wife of a graduate student and mother of 2, with a 3rd on the way. But the seeds were being…
OK – so, my resolution wrt this site is to post more often! Like once a day add something that has crossed my mind. Assignment: Find 5 things to be grateful for…. Response: A beautiful anniversary card from John The pleasure of a small, very pregnant dog…
You name it, I hate it… I found a sheet of stickers in my scrapbooking box, and it struck me that I needed to talk about my life last Monday. Basically my attitude toward like was “Don’t EVEN TRY to make me happy – It won’t work and then…
Tomorrow’s the night before Christmas three dogs in my house two cats are in hiding I hope there’s no mouse… That’s the easy part of Christmas. My food box/Christmas gifts delivery for Lazarus Ministries hasn’t turned out to be as simple…
Earlier this week, I had the unforntunate experience of a visit from the local Animal Cruelty Investigator. In the aftermath, I cried – sobbed, harder than I have in since we lost our schnauzer last year. Before that – God alone knows when I’ve cried…
This came across in my email (again), so I thought I’d post it so I can keep it handy…. It’s just too much fun to read. And, having been an active member of at least 3 of categories mentioned, I can laugh all the harder. HOW MANY CHRISTIANS DOES IT…