Good Catholic Blogging August 2025

A lot of writers like to share what writers annoy them and how they have it all wrong. I think you should share writers you actually like. I think you should even  find something good in writers you don’t like and share that. Were all part of the same baptized family of believers who hopefully all love Jesus and want to follow and serve him. Here are some various Catholics of all types writing right now and producing

Good Catholic Blogging.

Here are some snippets of writing Catholics sharing their thought with all of cyberspace. Click on the link to read the whole article.

As an added bonus I have added a few thoughts from social media including Youtube.

Note: Because I share something in this article doesn’t mean I agree with everything the particular author writes or everything the platform that houses their material produces.

Boze the Library Owl ��‍♀️@SketchesbyBoze (August 22, 2025) If you’re someone who still reads for pleasure, you are a marvel. If you’re able to unplug from all the chaos of our entertainment culture and disappear into the warmth and solace of a book, that is a rare gift and I’m very glad to know you.

The stigmata, incorruptible saints, the curing of incurable diseases, the apparitions of Our Lady, the victories beyond human ability due to the Rosary, the saving of Jesuits from the atomic bomb, and countless other miracles have been discussed so far in this series.

After considering so many proofs of God’s existence, His Providence, and the truths of Catholicism, which the miracles bear witness to, we turn to one of the greatest proofs of God – the raising of the dead.

The raising of the dead back to life is one of the most astonishing signs of God’s power.

The raising of the dead is thus not just a miracle of the past. It is a foreshadowing of the glorious triumph of Christ at the end of time and a continual proof of the truth of the Catholic Church. May such miracles inspire in us deeper faith, greater hope, and the courage to proclaim the one true Faith to all the world.

 Matthew Plese – Raising the Dead: the Supreme Miracle  (August 20, 2025) OnePeterFive

Pope Leo’s favorite candy? Peeps.

Christine Rousselle, 5 Surprising things we learned from Pope Leo’s brother  (August 8, 2025) Aleteia

Pope Leo XIV@Pontifex (Aug 17, 2025) From the outside, the Church, like any human reality, may seem rough around the edges. However, her divine reality is revealed when we cross her threshold and find acceptance. Our poverty, vulnerability, and especially failures are finally embraced by the gentle strength of God, a love without sharp edges, an unconditional love.

Augustine, who said our hearts are restless until they rest in God; Aquinas, who insisted love must have a source deeper than the self; Chesterton, who laughed me into truth.

One evening, wandering past a chapel tucked between office buildings, I felt a pull. I stepped inside. No music. No elaborate art. Just a red sanctuary lamp, a crucifix and a Presence. A voice that spoke not only of beauty or virtue but of grace.

I sat and wept—not in grief, but recognition. For once, I stopped performing, stopped striving. I surrendered to Someone greater, steadier, more powerful than me.

Burning Man is a spectacle of human yearning. The church is a sacrament—a vessel of divine grace that transmits the sacred.

At Burning Man, we burn the Man. At Mass, we behold the man—Jesus, risen. One is catharsis by fire; the other communion by flesh. One consumes; the other feeds. Even the aesthetics invert. On the playa, we decorate ourselves because we are the center. At Mass, we kneel because we are not.

Tim Schulz –From Spectacle to Sacrament: How Burning Man led me into the Catholic Church  (August 22, 2025) America Magazine

In general, Protestants wholeheartedly agree that the Mother of Jesus is an example of courageous faith that holds true to Gods promises even in the weirdest and most painful circumstances. But in Protestantism, Mary appears only briefly in the Apostle’s Creed many of us cite on Sunday or in our Nativity plays around Christmas.

I can’t remember having heard a single sermon on Mary, let alone an honest dialogue with the Catholic view on her. In a nutshell, all I heard about Mary in Protestantism is, more or less, “She is the virgin mother of Jesus. Oh, and all the Catholic stuff is wrong, of course.” That is what I would like to change.

-Catholic Answers The Lutheran Who Loves Mary  (August 22, 2025) Catholic Answers Magazine

Dear poor Blind Man,

I’ve been asked to tell you about something called green. I suppose a good place to start is to say that it isn’t actually a thing, it is a quality of a thing — a color. Colors exist similarly to how feelings exist. To the fingers grass is long, soft, and tickling; to the eyes it looks green. Besides the size and shape of the blades of grass that our fingers perceive, our eyes see a special quality which is most appealing.

There are other colors, too — red, blue, white, brown, orange — lots of colors, and they all effect us differently. Green is extremely gentle and always joyful. When our eyes see green, we feel excited in a calm sort of way. In nature, green is an indication of life, growth, and health. The appearance and increase of greenness after winter gives us delight, hope, and peace.

–Sister Mary Joseph, M.I.C.M. –Explaining Green To a Blind Man (Aug 20, 2025) Catholicism.org

Trolls aren’t the only problem accounts, however. How about the Contrarians: accounts that reply to your every single post, always finding something to dispute and nitpick in what you wrote. Then there are the One-Noters: accounts that reply to any and all posts banging on the same drum (Post: “We need to pray more!” Reply: “The moon landing is a hoax.”). We also have the Debbie Downers, who interpret every bit of news in the worst possible light. There are the Rude Repliers: those who can’t seem to master basic courtesy when interacting with others. The list could go on.

Even those who engage in social media with the noblest of intentions and with supreme powers of self discipline can be sucked into its pitfalls, finding themselves scrolling through � at three in the morning, picking fights with any and all comers.

Social media isn’t supposed to dominate our lives, and it surely shouldn’t be what pulls us away from God.

–Eric Sammons – This One Trick Will Transform Your Social Media Experience – (August 25, 2025) Crisis Magazine

The most essential pillars of Catholic social teaching are the dignity of every human person and solidarity as the preeminent societal norm, neither the one nor the other alone. Subsidiarity is a means of organizing solidarity and the common good is a means for directing it. These four, taken together and rooted in our transcendent and absconding God, provide the lens through which we Catholics are called to view and critique our society. –
Michael Sean Winters Connecting communion with social teaching (August 22, 2025)@ National Catholic Reporter

Both Carlo and Pier Giorgio shared a love for the Eucharist, a love for the poor, and a love for the Virgin Mary. I think that these two are models that we need in this particular moment for the young people of today. Pier Giorgio would say, “Dobbiamo vivere, non vivacchiare,” which means, “We need to live, not just scrape by.” This is a beautiful phrase. Carlo and Pier Giorgio are similar figures: They put Mass in the center, Eucharistic adoration, assistance to others — and, above all, the announcement of the Gospel.
Sabrina Ferrisi,  Carlo Acutis’ Mother: First Millennial Saint Shows ‘Holiness Is in the Ordinary’ (August 21, 2025) Interviews National Catholic Register

The Sanford House Restaurant in Milledgeville, Georgia, was a hub for the kind of rigid, faux-genteel Southern society that Flannery O’Connor skewered in her fiction — and she referred to it humorously as “the Local High Dining Establishment” in her letters. The building that housed the restaurant, an example of the Milledgeville Federal style (portico, circular stairs), sat next to the city’s Old Capitol Building and originally served as a hotel for visiting legislators.

In O’Connor’s time it became a white-tablecloth restaurant frequented by politicians such as Carl Vinson. Despite O’Connor’s austere personal habits and allergy to pretension, the writer lunched there weekly with her mother, Regina, after her diagnosis of lupus forced her home to middle Georgia for good. The restaurant “wasn’t her scene at all,” biographer Brad Gooch told me. Left to her own devices, O’Connor ate cornflakes or sardines from tins and drank endless thermoses of coffee. “Her food was convent food, and her life was a convent life,” Gooch said. She only ate at Sanford House to keep her mother happy.

Valerie Stivers – Make Flannery O’Connor’s favorite lunch from the Sanford House (August 23, 2025) Our Sunday Visitor

Classic thought-experiment question from a friend:

If you had a time machine, and could go back in time to witness any historical event, what event would you pick?

In the first place, it feels to me necessary to stipulate that we cannot choose to witness the moment of Jesus’ resurrection from the dead. For one thing, if we could choose this event—for Christians, at least arguably the most extraordinary and dramatic event in the history of the universe4—the prompt would become much less interesting. More importantly, that there were no witnesses to this most decisive of events feels to me essential, not accidental, to the holy mystery. I want to say that we are here confronted with a dictum of the divine will—a theological equivalent of what in Doctor Who lore are called “fixed points.” It is not for us to pry into what God has decreed shall be hidden.

SDG, Time-machine history tourism: Theological reflections (Aug 07, 2025) Dailies & Sundays

Think of a typical coffee shop, a Tim Horton’s for example. Practically everyone there is a non-entity to you, and you are a non-entity to them. But if any one of us were to sit down at a table where some old man is having his coffee and were to ask him to spend the next hour or so telling us about himself, his life history, etc., a whole world would open up before us and his life would acquire color and significance, and we’d never see him the same way again. Consider the number of tombstones in a typical cemetery. Each one represents a massive biography that would easily exceed two thousand pages. I am convinced that in our first few thousand years in heaven, we’re going to be reading biographies–without the actual books, that is, we will be coming to know the deepest meaning of every human person in the kingdom of God. The life of each person is a unique instance and expression of the workings of divine providence. We are surrounded by a cloud of witnesses, and we hope one day to be part of that communion of saints.

Deacon Douglas McManaman, Cloud of Witnesses (August 18, 2025) Where Peter Is

Jesus’s words were preserved in the Gospels for us to ponder for the last two thousand years, but he also showed us that words aren’t everything. His deeds were examples of how to conduct ourselves as his followers.

It would be a defect of understanding to assume that being created in the image of God is only revealed in the human person’s ability to reason—although, if the gift of a rational soul is properly understood, that doesn’t exclude those with cognitive impairments.

There are some even today with disabilities who feel called to serve the Church as a priest or religious, but they can’t find acceptance in a diocese or community. Perhaps vocation directors need to consider the lives of the saints and discover that some of the Church’s greatest treasures in religion and holy orders are those who were once kept on the peripheries, longing to serve Jesus and his Church but not considered because of their impairments.

St. Joseph of Cupertino, St. Margaret of Castello, Bl. Solanus Casey—pray for us.

Mark Bradford, The Prophetic Witness of Disability -(August 15, 2025) Word on Fire

Mary Pezzulo‬ ‪@marypezzulo.bsky.social‬  (August 22, 2025) I don’t know who needs to hear this, but saleratus is baking soda. It’s just plain old baking soda. When I was a little girl playing “The Oregon Trail II” on a CD-ROM in the 90s, I imagined I was buying jars of salt pork with sauerkraut in it, but I was buying leavening.