Have you ever wished that everyone you loved lived in one place? As a child, my world was compact. All the people I loved lived in the same small Midwestern town, and my grandparents’ farm...
Leoba may be the most delightful saint you have never heard of. At least, this is how I came to think of her last summer, when I met her in my course readings for Called to Holiness...
Each time I recite the Apostle’s Creed I affirm that I believe in the “communion of saints.” I have often connected these words with the Book of Hebrews’ “great cloud of witnesses” and imagined them cheering me on...
Bent over in the backyard in my faded blue jeans with the too-long, fraying leg bottoms, I pull on a weedy vine. My soft old t-shirt is decorated with a border of Union Jacks framing Churchill’s bulldog stare...
