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Tag: Still Practicing
Playing our part in the Body of Christ
Have you ever thought about what part you are in the Body of Christ?
It’s the worst!
You know what’s the worst? After thinking about my sins for half an hour in line for Confession, I see the light above the confessional go out and realize that I’m out of luck. It’s like missing trash pick-up day. I’m left holding the bags until next week.
Launching a child like a saint
My oldest is graduating from high school, and it’s a mood, as the kids say. I’m the mood. I’m all the moods. I’m excited for her foray into adulthood, nervous about the new challenges she’ll face, and just plain sad that I won’t get her morning reports about the day’s forecasted UV index.
An adventure in naturally dyed Easter eggs
This year I wanted to elevate my Easter egg efforts. Historically, I’ve only dyed eggs with fizzy tablets in vinegar, roughly sketching out my name ahead of time on the egg with a thick crayon. The process is nostalgic, bringing back many happy memories of dyeing eggs as a child, but my results are always a bit rudimentary.
Your guide to our local fish fries
From convenient drive-thrus to restaurant-quality dining, our diocese is home to a wide variety of parish fish fries.
Proof that God loves us, even in February
Since it’s been cold and gray for quite some time now, it might be helpful to take an inventory of all the little blessings this time of year brings, lest we’re tempted to think Our Lord is snowbirding and will be back once summer hits.
A no-scroll 2025
So with eyes on the prize — the prize being a more adventurous year — I’m committing to a no-scroll 2025.
A Catholic Hallmark movie
If you haven’t heard from me lately, it’s because I’ve been on the couch enveloped in a Christmas wonderland of garland-draped hometowns, romance tropes — mainly enemies to lovers — and coordinating knit scarves.
Stress relief ideas from the saints
As I sat in my kitchen, annoyed with myself that a normal week felt dramatically too challenging, I wondered how the saints managed the stress of daily life.