Just Don’t Say It: Chewed Gum, Spit Cups, and Duct Tape
You are not the chewed up gum that is stuck to the sidewalk and trampled on. You are not the spit water in the cup
You are not the chewed up gum that is stuck to the sidewalk and trampled on. You are not the spit water in the cup
Just in case you haven’t seen it, there is a wonderful series going on in the blogosphere called the “Not Alone Series”. The writers are
After spending the last few years diving into the depths of Catholicism and immersing myself in things like daily Mass, the Rosary, and other typical
“To a great extent the level of any civilization is the level of its womanhood. When a man loves a woman, he has to become
I can hardly tell you how often I’ve had the following thoughts lately: “She’s married with three kids and she is only a year older
The world is constantly telling women that we aren’t good enough. We go unseen, unsought, unpursued, and this all leads us to believe that we
Tomorrow, on January 1st, we celebrate the Solemnity of Mary, the Mother of God. We honor her as both the mother of Jesus’ humanity, but
“And Mary said: My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord; my spirit rejoices in God my savior” – Luke 1:46-47 Given that this coming
“We may never be faced with the big decision for or against Christ, but we are faced fifty times a day with the little decisions
This summer I was at Mass on my birthday and before the lector began reading the first reading Father got up and said, “I just
As a youth minister one of the number one questions teens ask me is, “Why do people suffer?” It is a fair question, and one
Chances are that if you are a woman you’ve probably, at one point or another, heard about the “Proverbs 31” woman. If you haven’t, read
There seems to be a growing idea in our world today that we don’t actually need men for much more than their “contribution” to the
Before I begin there are few things you should know about me: 1. I’m in my 20’s and I’ve been charting using the Creighton Model
Recently at daily Mass I, once again, caught myself day-dreaming about my future wedding, and weddings in general. As I stood in the church that