Swooning Over Oxtail

Image from public domain, Wikimedia.org. Stillleben mit Deckelterrine, brauner Tonschale, Brot und Weinglas. Öl auf Leinwand, 18th century.

As a child, my first memory of a soup is Oxtail. Not so much for its flavor—though it is delicious—but for the adventure at my grandmother’s side. In late winter, after Christmas and before Lent, I would often spend a weekend at my maternal grandparents’ house. I delighted in the quietness and solitude that their [Read More...]

Do Not Snark the Poor

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Christmas shopping and the Red Kettles bell ringers of the Salvation Army are calling us with a tinny jangle to help the poor. I nod my head and smile, walking by, not depositing even a penny. I have already given—to another group, at church or the office—earlier. I am annoyed by the once-a-year, in-your-face, give-to-ME-or-look-selfish-in-the-eyes-of-the-anonymous-crowd [Read More...]

How to Shorten Your Stay in Purgatory

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On gloomy winter days I often drive country lanes. This time of year several farms have Christmas decorations up and some even decorate the out-buildings. One such barnyard was filled with a gaggle of kids squealing and running towards an old oak tree. By the looks of it, hide-and-seek had not gone out of fashion [Read More...]

Silver Tree of Christmases Past

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A story, one of the few, of family. It was written a while ago–my week has been hectic–and I pray you will enjoy it again. My grandparents were born in 1896 and 1901. Their families immigrated to Detroit when they were teenagers. She had planned to become a nun, and he had graduated from Michigan State [Read More...]

Beauty Entering Winter

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The snow was yet thin on the lawn, and the gusts of wind kept birds from flight. Even the feeder remained unattended. I watched the squalls swirl past my windows. The cloud breaks to the west allowed the sun’s light to tint the falling snow. Outside the winter-white storm turned a delicate coral. The hermitage [Read More...]

Impenetrability and Stagnant Love

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The morning was dense with fog—the kind of fog so thick you can taste it when you breathe. Even stepping off the porch would be an act of faith. I would be lost between the car and the door. Rather than go into the unknown—well, to the mail box—I went back to my rooms. This [Read More...]

Seeds of Wisdom from Saints and Curious Sinners

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It’s one of my procrastination techniques. I need to get blog posts written before I get a project back from my editor that’ll need all my attention. Instead, I’m rummaging. It began innocently enough. The little cubbies of my desk were stuffed, layered with dust and tiny paper tabs from spiral notebooks that looked like [Read More...]

Quandary of Self Loathing

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In Luke 10:27 a young lawyer answers Jesus with a statement that has convicted me throughout adulthood: “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength, and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.” The loving heart, soul, mind and body [Read More...]

In the Shadow of Birds

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I did not see the migrating birds as they flew past, nor did I hear their calls. What I did see was fifty, maybe a hundred, small darting shadows cross over the lawn and my arms. Suddenly I felt heavy in the shadow of birds and my heart longed for home. Where I live is [Read More...]

Mouse in the House

It’s turning cold outside, and with it comes that scratching sound that distracts me from my prayers. They’re running up the chimney wall and across the ceiling. With any luck the rodents will run under the bathroom sink and into the cheese-filled trap. I’m conflicted. I really hate having to kill mice. They are funny [Read More...]


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