I was displeased more than somewhat recently when two separate persons revealed to me their disappointment at their displeasing God! They really did believe that they made God sad by their actions. Their actions may have ...

Because we wish completion, wholeness and perfection, when we come to an end of something rather important we can experience a kind of sadness. These days everything has a syndrome. Termination syndrome can swoop upon us ...

Often during the homily at the parish where I am privileged to celebrate the Eucharistic liturgy, I stop in the middle of a sentence, just stop. I then ask the congregation to reflect on the topic about which they had been ...

There is the ongoing discussion about how art imitates life or whether art exposes to the living what life is or can be. The different forms of art's beauty are how it extends, as far as is possible, the strengths of the ...

I visited recently a family whose backyard was a snow-covered steep hill. A path had been molded so that a flat plastic sled could be sat in for a quite thrilling plunge for persons of any age and any degree of trust. I ...

I am pretty up there in years I guess, because I remember using a phone that had a little crank-ringer on its side to get the operator's attention. Then I would give her the number I wanted her to plug me into. She might ...

In some grade long ago, the teacher presented us, me, with the term "whole number". So shortly after I got my mind around such a funny term, she hit me with "broken numbers". I could imagine the number eight as having ...

My younger brother's daughter was doing her research for her Doctorate degree. Her subject area was and is the rehabilitation of the brain after trauma to one or other areas of the brain. As part of that study she invited ...

A few weeks ago I was offering a presentation at a Catholic parish and at the end of one of the evenings a woman asked, "How do you know when you know yourself?" Now that did stop me in my verbal tracks. So I stopped her ...

Recently I was invited to one of those breakfast places that are explicitly designed to attract the weak-willed sugarholic such as myself. Immediately inside the front door, on both sides, are counters of caloric invitations. ...