Peace at the Labyrinth
Walking a labyrinth taught me about God’s presence in our parenting journeys.
Walking a labyrinth taught me about God’s presence in our parenting journeys.
Two simple prayers: “Help me, help me, help me.” and “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” have sustained my parenting.
A fresco and a recipe offer inspiration for celebrating the feast of the Nativity of St. John the Baptist at home.
As we see the green Sundays of Ordinary Time stretching out before us, I am so very ready to focus on slow growth.
Praying together was one of the ways my parents taught us what it meant to be family. Those childhood prayer practices still shape my life today.
Collecting icons and creating an icon corner in my kitchen has helped me grow in my relationship with God.
Today the church honors St. Barnabas, Apostle. This image makes more evident how extraordinary he was – and how we are called to proclaim the gospel in our day, as he did in his.
How do you replenish your spirit when it gets low? Are you spending so much time on your children and your family’s health that you neglect your own?
The first time my children worshipped without me in the pew next to them, something remarkable happened.
At the end of the day, respect is not just a social virtue — it’s a theological virtue too. Sharing worship with my kids is one more opportunity to practice.