-Feast of St. Paul Tinh  You’ve probably never heard of Kenelm Henry Digby. You’ll be hearing more about him from me though. I’m currently reading a biography about him. A while back, I added a slew of his works to the YIMCatholic Bookshelf. Back on All Souls Day, I shared one of his poems with you. Today I’d like you to read a few of Digby’s lines of verse about Art. I promise a post about Digby himself in the... Read more

No, this isn’t the “royal we” I’m referring to. For today’s edition of MfM, the “we” I’m identifying is all of us. Because the songs that follow soared up the charts and had catholic, that is “universal,” appeal. Because if somebody didn’t like them, it’s probably because somehow, they never heard them. Now this isn’t an exhaustive list, as that would probably be at least 500 songs long. But I’m willing to wager that these seven tunes resonate with you... Read more

Saint Isidore of Seville’s life story lets us know that for centuries Christian witnesses have helped to restore the Church by synthesizing contemplation and action. As the Church celebrates his feast day, we can learn a few things about our own lives from his example. In particular, we can understand that a holy life is not one in which we remove ourselves from the world; rather it is a life where we embrace the people and circumstances Christ brings to... Read more

—Feast of St. Benedict the African  I’ve written here before that one of the many reasons that I became a Catholic was because of the Desert Fathers and Mothers. But the reason goes deeper than just this historical one-off.  You see, one of the reasons that I became a Catholic was because of monks and nuns who have given up everything to follow Christ and God and still do so to this day. I admit that I used to think folks... Read more

Guest Post by Dee Sparacio 102 years and 9 months. That is how long my Aunt Dora Minnefor lived on this great earth. Early yesterday morning, she passed into the loving arms of God. She was an incredible woman. She was independent yet was always there at any time to help others. She was my father’s sister . When my mother passed away when I was five years old my dad didn’t even ask her, Aunt Dora just moved in.... Read more

Earlier this week, a man I’ve known and respected for years slapped me in the face. Hard. Well, he didn’t slap me in the face, he slapped a friend of mine in the face. He didn’t slap her literally, it was a figurative slap and it stung her and it stung me, too. One very human response to belittlement is to condemn the aggressor, to wish him ill and to begin plotting revenge. But Christ calls us in a different... Read more

Guest Post by Julie Cragon  One of the greatest gifts God has given me through my parents are my sisters. I hope someday my four girls feel the same way. Whenever I feel overworked, they seem to set me straight. Whenever I feel like I want something more or something that someone else has, they put life back in perspective.As we walked through a beautiful, new, incredibly well-put-together house of one of our kin, I remarked, “Must be nice! I... Read more