Every child in my house seemed to be crying out in a crisis colliding at the same moment. My teenager came howling

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Moved by the Spirit, he went into the temple courts . . . [Simeon] took [Jesus] in his arms and praised God

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Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand (Mt 4:17). Have you, like me, ever heard those words and cringed? Oh,

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I have waited, waited for the Lord, and he stooped toward me and heard my cry. . . . And he put

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Rise up in splendor, Jerusalem! Your light has come, the glory of the Lord shines upon you. See, darkness covers the earth,

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In those days, our parish held Midnight Mass at midnight. We reverently sang “Silent Night” in the candlelight into the first, dark

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Today’s first reading has always puzzled me—King Ahaz seems to be saying something pious by refusing to put the Lord to the

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“Hold on, Mama’s coming! Be patient!” How many times a day do I say that? Five? Ten? Perhaps fifty? With young children,

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Sometimes, we mothers find ourselves overwrought with the present age, calling upon the Lord to come back soon and take us to

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My reconversion to the faith came through a lay movement whose main feast was Christ the King, so today’s feast feels homey

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It is no secret that Jesus Christ is truly present in the Eucharist. Then why does it often seem that so many

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I can hear my voice rise with tension as I respond to my daughter on the other end of the line. The

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As a child, I always loved the story of Zacchaeus. It struck my funny bone that he was too short to see

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From today’s Gospel: Jesus addressed this parable to those who were convinced of their own righteousness and despised everyone else (Lk 18:9).

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Motherhood alters nearly every area of our lives. We sleep less, our meals are often cold, our time is not our own,

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A huge box of school snacks came in the mail today from Grandma. The kids and I are all caught up in

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“How long, O Lord? I cry for help, but you do not listen! Why do you let me see ruin; why must

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I peel my eyelids open and there my three-year-old stands, naked and ashamed. Daylight is barely breaking and he has had an

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One reason I felt drawn toward my husband, Russ, was his integrity in all things. His dad wasn’t in the picture, but

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When I was thirteen, my mother became suicidal. Gone were the happy days when I never worried about my family. Now I

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