Author DeaconDance
So this post is off my norm. I have decided I have to learn Spanish. For many years, my parish’s hispanic community has been served by a fabulous deacon, Jesus, who sadly had to move due to work. He has… Continue Reading →
I went to the mall with my daughter the weekend after Halloween. Not only were they already putting up Christmas decorations, banners, trees, ornaments the size of my house, (and not a picture of Jesus to be seen…), but there… Continue Reading →
The Lord is so good to me, he let me get sick. Not just a little sick, but knock me on my butt, I can’t remember what day it is, sick. Okay, maybe it wasn’t THAT bad, but I’m a… Continue Reading →
It seems silly to have a feast day for a building. I don’t care how important the building is, a feast day? Would we celebrate the day the White House, Big Ben, or the Eiffel Tower was built? What exactly… Continue Reading →
Life is sacramental in nature. It is holy from start to finish, because everything we do, and everything that surrounds us is meant to lead us to God. We often see this in the big and important moments, and once… Continue Reading →
I promised you an update on what I am doing here, where I think all of this is going. I think it’s only fair I tell you who have followed me through these last few years what is happening here,… Continue Reading →
On my homepage, I have a picture of an event I put on every year, a trip to our local cemetery for young people. It’s a rather simple affair, we go to the chapel and pray the Office for the… Continue Reading →
I was driving to Mass this week, and I drove by a house that had decorated for Halloween. These folks went all out, there were cobwebs everywhere, tombstones, the whole nine yards, but what really got me was their main… Continue Reading →
One of my favorite prayers in the world is a short and simple one. The trouble is, it is also a very dangerous one if you want to live a quiet, well ordered life. It has a tendency to mess… Continue Reading →
I know I’m not alone in this, only because I’ve seen it in nearly every sitcom I’ve ever viewed, and seen it ever present in nearly every home I’ve ever walked into. I have a chair. It’s MY chair. Sure,… Continue Reading →