Six or seven years ago, I remember watching my oldest daughter Elizabeth’s high school basketball team finish a spring league practice. One of the dads was standing by the door with me waiting for things to wrap up so we could take our girls home. “I don’t know what I am going to do when this is all over,” he said. “What do you mean?” I asked. He told me, “I kinda live for this. When we’re not at work or sleeping, we’re usually taking her to practice or watching her play. But in a few years, she’ll be off to college. Then it’s all over.”
When I was a little girl visiting my wonderful Catholic grandmother in Edmonds, she would often send me home with the gift of a few volumes from Father Lawrence Lovasik’s Books of Saints series. I would pore over them, admiring the color illustrations of the holy men and women. I took note of their feast days and areas of patronage.
Holy water in a hand-decorated bowl offers a daily renewal of our baptism
‘With all vigilance guard your heart, for in it are the sources of life.’ – Proverbs 4:23
A Lenten tree helps us master new life-giving habits
‘O happy fault that earned so great, so glorious a Redeemer!’