You might say today’s homily began with an elevator pitch. The priest asked us to think about what we or others do in an elevator–read the operation license, watch the lights move from floor to floor, check our phones,
Category: Spirituality
Of Rocks… and Rolling
Four miles. I mean, really, how difficult could four miles be? I’d walked twice that before, and the Rose River Trail in the Shenandoah National Park was only rated moderate. My sister and I went in on the fire road; it’s harder to start that way, but then you have an
Reflecting on Relics
My sister and I went to a nearby parish last week to view the Treasures of the Church road show of relics. You know, relics–bits of bone or flesh or garments or hair of saints, or
Of Jugglers and Magicians, and the Chasm That Lies Between
Jugglers and magicians don’t get along, a juggler recently told me. He explained it something like this: There’s nothing secret about the way jugglers use their skill, keeping