Review: Notes on the Poet: A Little Book of Criticism by John Poch
/This book is a companion, not merely something to read.
Read MoreThis book is a companion, not merely something to read.
Read MoreI see you bouncing up and down the hill in packs of three or four or six, with your yellow hard hats and your weighty shoes and your igloo coolers with lunches large enough to sustain a teenage athlete or a member of Lewis and Clark’s Corps of Discovery or … a construction worker.
Read MoreWe pray for light. We want to see what God sees. Or do we?
Read MoreWhen Catholicism and Ice Cube meet. My reflection on an iconic song. Come for the Fatburger, stay for the memento mori and finding the sacred in the ordinary.
My first publication with National Catholic Reporter.
Read MoreI’ve been lonely lately.
This time has taken a toll on my relationships. I know I am not alone. I know many are feeling this pulling and pressing on their communities and relationships.
Read my reflection for Ignatian Spirituality
Read MoreHonored to be included in this collection of Examen stories for Three Minute Ministry Mentor. If you have every wondered about praying this Examen, this is a great resource and inspiration.
Read MoreSpring is here!
I know it happens every year but every year I am flabbergasted by the gloriousness of it all. I want you to know that it is not wasted on me. I see it all and I want to say “Thank you!”
Read MoreI wrote this as a love letter to the Church I am so mystically connected to.
Read MoreMy 11-year-old son asks the best questions. …The other night at dinner he asked, “If you could ask God anything, what would you ask?” Our normally verbal family was silenced for a few moments
Read MoreWhen I was young and somehow given the chance to stay home alone, I loved to sit in the quiet house and hear what I could hear. It was strange to me that even without my sisters playing or my great-grandmother’s television blaring, the house was not quiet. I could hear the hum of the refrigerator and the lull of the cars on the main street beyond ours — even our house crackled as it settled.
I wanted to get beyond those sounds to hear silence. I wondered what silence even sounded like and what I’d find there.
Read MoreMy Pushcart Nominated Essay "Dios Mio" is live on Whale Road Review. The image of peaking under my bedroom door has stayed with me for years as did the muffled prayers of my neighbor. It felt good to craft this into a story.
Read MoreWhen our memories are inseparable from the formation and understanding of our self, what does it mean to pray, "Lord, receive my memory."
Read MoreThrives on moments where storytelling, art and faith collide.