Let the Ordinary be Sanctified!
A collection of the writings, thoughts and ramblings of Deacon Dance.
My hope is to inspire you to remember things you have forgotten, find things you never knew of, and help you see the Holy Spirit moving in the ordinary moments of your own life.
Today we celebrate the feast of St. Gregory the Great. There aren’t all that many Saints we label with “the Great”, but this man’s love for the poor and his powerful ability to stay true to the faith despite being elevated to the Papacy rightly earned him the title. He was immensely fond of the term “servant of God”, and the term has often been used by clergy ever since.
I’m a high school theology teacher, and as you might imagine, I have a love / hate relationship with this time of year. On one side of things, I am so very happy to see all of my students, of whom I very much love. I have been looking forward to their stories, their youthful energy, their endless curiosity, and most of all, their authenticity. I know, you don’t usually
I never watch the news. Ever. It’s usually depressing, and rarely relevant to my life in the slightest. Friends, coworkers and parishioners are often quite shocked with just how out of touch I am with current events most of the time. It’s like I live in a cave. It takes a lot to make me break this shell, but these last few weeks have broken it wide open. I find
In all my prideful dreams, I don’t think I ever thought I would give a commencement speech. I’m still rather shocked at even being asked. I would hardly consider myself successful by any means, and I’m not all that inspirational either. Yet it did indeed happen. The Lord puts us in the most unexpected situations! What an honor it was to be able to speak for an institution I personally
A couple of years ago, I lost a good friend. She used to come to my house and paint with my kids, and dance Irish jigs in my kitchen. She was one of the most faithful women I have ever met, and I still feel I can see her sitting in her normal pew, scolding me for something foolish I said, or telling me I should have been more clear.
Alright, so I have two projects going at the same time, and I am hoping to fuse them together into one. I could use your thoughts! First: I desire to bring content you find useful and at least mildly entertaining. What do you want more of in my writing on the blog? Tidbit facts? Life as a deacon or a theology teacher? Educational pieces? What interests you? Random thoughts of
Short Story: On the email promoting this post, there should be a link to manage your subscription. Please edit to receive daily or weekly as you prefer so I don’t swamp your email inbox with old stuff! Long Story: So per request of some of the followers of the blog, I tried to upload old posts from a backup I have of the site, but no luck. So I figured
You might think being invited to a BBQ is a special treat, a chance to relax and hang out. Alas, it is not always so. I was grilling up some chicken over at the rectory with my priests, deacons, and some friends, and we had a lovely time. Then, a few days later, I get a call. Apparently I look skilled with fire. Our parochial vicar, in the sweetest and
My priest gave a homily for me yesterday. I think it was very nice of him to take the time to write just for me. He does that a lot, because he’s a really nice guy. Here was the gist in one shot: Are you wanting food, so asking Jesus for it, or are you going to Jesus who feeds you what you really need? (Yesterday was the Gospel about
So a few months ago, I went to write some thoughts down on the blog, and as I opened it up, I saw my own face staring back at me. “Why am I doing this?” I wondered to myself, and as I looked at my picture staring back at me, I suddenly felt as if it were out of vanity. Disgusted with myself, I left the page, and when my