A Late Starter Dawdling Through Life
A few slim pamphlets taken from a display rack in our church’s narthex lit the fire. My wife, a Protestant convert, curiosity piqued, stashed a few in her purse. In the midst of a conversation about kitchen renovations, I didn’t … Continued
Mom gave me the good news over the phone two weekends ago. St. Agnes, my old home town’s cathedral, was going to close its Holy Doors of Mercy a week early. The Year of Mercy had ended. I couldn’t have been … Continued