I'm told if your child listens to classical music he will know beauty as he grows and his mind will drift to heaven. This is what I want for you, my son. When you gaze into the sky one autumn evening and see the starlings climb above the horizon their collective stipple on the…
Truth, goodness, and beauty in print
Yesterday I sent out a tweet that got a lot of traction on Twitter. This tweet originated from my reading of the Baltimore Catechism 4 the previous…
St. Athanasius was correct
Late December and an early snow has fallen on the cornfields. The stubble of the autumn harvest pierces the frozen ground; once golden shafts fractured…
A poetic reaction to the faith of Modernism
I found this online several years ago and thought it was worth sharing again. As a mother, this speaks so much to what I see as our pathway in raising…
We became experts at woodstoves and fire, my brother and I taking comfort in the warmth, the smoking and heaving, the blue-orange blaze of rings burning…
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