Lovely Lady Dressed in Blue: Mary's Role in the Incarnation
It’s that time of year again; time to get out the tree and all the trimmings, time to brave the crowds for some great deals for presents, time to set up the train, the village,…
It’s that time of year again; time to get out the tree and all the trimmings, time to brave the crowds for some great deals for presents, time to set up the train, the village,…
Oh blessed Mary, my Mother dear!How I love you so!Please be my Mother while I’m here,Until to Heaven I go You see, Jesus wants to be my BrotherTo lay down His life for meSo that…
Author’s Note: This poem was inspired by the wonderful parish in which I grew up, Immaculate Conception in Union, Missouri. Lining the side walls of the church are eighteen stained glass windows, each depicting one…
Joyful Virgin dressed in brown Riding into that little town Your husband looks for a place to stay Your Baby is coming any day His coming will bring great delight His presence a much desired…
This year, I was blessed to serve as a spiritual director on a pilgrimage to Lourdes and Fatima. During my first homily at mass after my return, when I first spoke the names of these…
The world’s aged sunlight mottles my son’s tombstone in tarnished, dusty gold. I sit beside the cavern of rock where he lies. I stroke the cold, rough surface. I finger the damp, dead grass. I…
The outside world is cruel and hard; To us the strangers’ doors are barred. But in this stable, small and cold, I’ve seen this miracle unfold. – I gaze upon your peaceful face Radiating heavenly…
Thou stood on Newgate Arch and graced Pendragon’s shield Cardigan bore thy taper and Walsingham thy seal Humbly we now beseech thee as at thy feet we kneel: Our Lady of Britannia, ora pro nobis!…
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