broken and blessed

then Jesus blessed the bread and then broke it . . . I go to Mass a few times a week and I alway cross myself at that moment–do this in remembrance of me . . . I cross myself again.  Some days I wish I could just stop Mass at that moment until I…

Radical Faith

I went to Mass this morning.  Not the original plan for the day. Today my daughter turns 7!  I’m giving her the day off from school (homeschool) but I still have some other obligations–an Adoration Committee meeting, lunch duty at Frassati Catholic Academy, and a preschool program at St. Mary of the Annunciation–then a basketball…

My Mom’s Skillet (Ultimate Recipe Swap)

I found my Mom’s skillet when I was cleaning out the basement–I have this basement project ongoing and I have friends helping me weed through years of stuff laden with memories.  I have friends who are generous and loving (both with the gift of time and emotional support) instead of being judgmental.  A blessing for…