St. Anthony, Lost Faith, and How to Find It

  On the Feast of St. Anthony of Padua, I can’t help reflect on the saint who has proven so important to me. See, I am always losing things. Call it inattentive ADHD, call it the age of distraction, call it my academic inclinations, but I lose something on a daily basis. I cannot tell you how many times I have lost my keys/wallet/debit card/sun glasses/myself. Once, I got lost driving my friends to my house from college (oh hi… Read more

Heaven Makes Liturgy Insta-Official (Unlike Taylor Swift and Her Rumored New Romance)

When someone makes a relationship “Insta-official,” that isn’t the beginning of the relationship. The relationship grew out of a shared life with another; liturgy is like that. Read more

Is Work Valuable?: A Question for the Feast of St. Joseph the Worker

“What do you do?” “Oh, I’m an associate/ a teacher/ a lawyer/ a writer/ a nurse.” Isn’t this how conversations go? When asked about our activity, we respond with our role/position/title as a definitive mark of our identity. Our replies suggest that we believe are, as Aristotle once suggested, perhaps with greater accuracy, of both virtuous and vicious men, what we do. Perhaps this is the reason for title inflation: to consider someone a manager, even of household waste, is… Read more

Thoughts of Holy Thursday: Of Remembering and Presence

NB: this is an extremely hastily written reflection. So it is more poetic than normal. So enjoy or else accept my apologies. Tonight is Holy Thursday. Tonight, we step outside of this moment, the linear progression of time. Tonight we do not focus on how our actions pile upon each other moving us throughout life. Because tonight we celebrate the profound revelation in which a sign becomes a sacrament: not merely referencing holy things, but in a mysterious and wonderful… Read more

St. Joseph, Masculinity, and Embracing Impositions

    Sometimes, life requires embracing impositions. Like when I blew my tire out a few weeks ago, and in the spirit of exercising my capacities as a strong, independent, capable woman, I strongly, independently, and capably got out my cell and called Dad. Dad had, like he always is, been up already since about 5:30 that morning, and, after getting home around 5:30 p.m., he had been fixing our sprinkler system. He drove out to a friend’s to get… Read more

Lent: Because We All Know It’s About Fasting and Giving Stuff Up, Right?

What are you doing for Lent? The question is on most of our minds, with more or less grudging, whether due to our own awareness or because our priests and friends and mothers have been asking us of late. As a Catholic convert, the concept of Lent was rather nebulous when I entered the Church at 14, but I *knew* it had to do with fasting and giving things up. As I grew in my faith, I have had a… Read more

Please Stop Panicking About NFP: The Internet Makes Everything Scary

You know engagement and wedding season are heading to full force when you start seeing an uptick in posts talking about NFP. And along with those posts come the apparently requisite extremes that go along with them, and suddenly you start hearing all the questions necessitated by the whole being-Catholic-and-having-sex thing. See, NFP conversations, particularly in the Facebook groups and in corners of the internet at the more extreme ends of the spectrum, can, well, for us unmarried gals and… Read more

Sin: It’s a Lot Like Sour Candy

  So sour candy is *literally*the best. Yes, yes, I’m an adult and I can eat dark chocolate covered fruit things like the adult I am, without a single limitation except you know, my pants. But sour candy, particularly if I’m working on a project, is where it is at. The problem is that, as we all learned at 11, sour candy fries your tongue. In particular, Warheads are the most evil candy ever. Being an adult, however, no one… Read more

Silence, Predestination, and the Primacy of God’s Love

This week, I’ve been really struggling to find something to write about. With my Facebook feed enraged about any number of things, of late it sometimes seems the best thing any of us can do is to simply stop contributing the incessant flood of enraged (be that self-righteous or even righteous) emotions that just won’t stop. But the fact is, it is far easier to slam out 800-1200 words about what makes you mad than it is to offer a… Read more

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