Around midnight a few nights ago I was scrolling through Facebook when I ran into a BuzzFeed ad with a video—five women speaking about the horrors they’d experienced in medical offices and hospitals where doctors had neglected them, demeaned them, and hurt them.   My Doctor Didn't Believe My PainHave you ever had a time a doctor didn't listen to your pain?Posted by BuzzFeed FYI on Monday, July 16, 2018   It was not unlike the story of Destiny… Read more

  Yesterday an image showed up in my Facebook newsfeed: overlaid in front of a lovely young white woman with perfectly wavy blond hair were the words “Men Prefer Debt-Free Virgins without Tattoos.”   The image came from a Facebook page, The Transformed Wife, belonging to Lori Alexander. Apparently this image links to a blog post, but I didn’t even realize that until I read Samantha Field’s phenomenal response tonight, “Men Prefer Uneducated, Naïve Objects They Can Easily Control.”  … Read more

  Grace scares me.   There it is, in black and white. I don’t know when, or how, or why, but somewhere along the line my brain, my struggles with scrupulosity, and a bunch of ideas that I had knotted together had turned grace from something beautiful into something terrifying. It wasn’t the high point on the horizon I was supposed to aim for. It was the looming Mount Everest, it was all about being good and holy and right…. Read more

  There wasn’t a cloud in the blue sky as my friend and I drove on the highway.   She was taking me to see the ocean for the first time, the Jersey Shore. We had forgotten to grab CDs for the trip (and iPods still weren’t very widespread; plus, her stereo system didn’t have an auxiliary jack anyway) and realized we had, in fact, brought only one—Counting Crows’s August and Everything After.   Though some of Counting Crows’s songs… Read more

  Good men, I’m guessing you have at least one friend in your life who frequently complains about women—or a specific woman—who won’t return his affections. Perhaps he complains about all the women who ignore him, who are holding out on him, who only seem interested in a certain kind of other guy. Basically, your friend constantly talks about women in a negative way. And it probably makes you a little uncomfortable, yeah?   Good. That’s healthy, and it’s a… Read more

  How can the baptized claim to welcome Christ if they close the door to the foreigner who comes knocking? “If anyone has the world’s goods and sees his brother in need, yet closes his heart against him, how does God’s love abide in him?” (1 Jn 3:17). -Pope St. John Paul II in his Message of the Holy Father for the World Migration Day 2000   I’ve been gone for a while, as a peek at my sorry blog archive will… Read more

“No, sweetie, I’m sure that she doesn’t want your shoe.”   The toddler sitting behind me looks unimpressed at her mother, and I am trying not to giggle. For years and years, I have listened to the same spiel about coming to God like little children. I can almost see the Gerber baby picture as they start talking about beautiful children who are sweet and precious. They talk about the absolute innocence of children. The childlike awe. The childlike grace…. Read more

Image Source:  walknboston on flickr     Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing… Read more

  Several weeks ago, I read a question-and-answer column in our local Catholic newspaper (or newsletter as I believe Catholic newspapers should more accurately be called) that explained to a curious soul that taking Communion “signifies that the recipient is a member of the wider Catholic community, united with the bishop of the local church and with the pope.”     My initial response was incredulity and then loathing rejection of his answer.  In high school, I studied the Baltimore… Read more

  What comes to your mind when you hear the phrase “Traditional Femininity”?   Maybe it’s Doris Day’s 1960’s thirty-year-old chic, innocent but not naive radiance in career sheaths and adorable pillbox hat and gloves? Maybe it’s the 1950’s serene Grace Kelly with her elegant Dior or Helene Rose full-skirted gowns, heels, pearls or diamonds, sunglasses, and driving gloves. Or maybe it’s earlier. Like the 1940’s luminous Donna Reed in the more structured, Spartan wartime dress. Or 1930’s Ginger Rogers’s… Read more

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