Mopping floors never felt more significant.  I had just passed three-and-a-half hours cleaning a vast expanse of linoleum at the Gift of Peace house, a residence for the homeless and terminally ill run by the Missionaries of Charity in Washington…

I’ve never gotten excited about downloading new ringtones onto my cell phone. But other people love having one-of-a-kind rings. Like the woman who was in the adoration chapel the other afternoon while we were praying the rosary. Her phone started…

Mabel only said one word the day I met her. It was my first time volunteering at the nursing home. I had taken her on a wheelchair walk through the gardens, and as we stopped to admire the flowers and…

The summer before I started fourth grade, I won twenty-five dollars playing Bars and Bells at the St. Luke Parish pig roast. I was thrilled. The money lasted three whole days. It would be nearly two decades before I won…

One could argue, I suppose, that the Dominican artist (who died in 1455) won’t actually be there, but I believe otherwise. Fra Angelico was beatified in 1984. This means we can officially venerate him as a model of holiness and…

I had traveled to a far-off parish for this lecture because I love the Eucharist. I love participating in the Mass, receiving Jesus in Holy Communion, and adoring Him in the Blessed Sacrament. And I’ve seen the abundant graces of…