Keep Miracles Miraculous

hen I was in the throes of my home-schooled religious education, I scoured my family’s collection of Saint books and confirmed what seemed unquestionable at the time — that miracles are, well, miraculous. Dominic’s blessings shattered the cups meant to poison...

Becoming Shameless

o listen to the freethinking crowd, shame seems to be the only thing worth feeling ashamed about. There was a time when I believed them and confessed my “Catholic guilt” — the itch of my soul longing for the scratch of confession, repentance, and rebirth. Mea...

The Cult of Affection

here is a kind of love that considers the beloved under the light of a shared history.  I am not certain that it has a name, but I’ll call it affection, a love that C.S. Lewis said was responsible “for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in...