2011. According to the doomsday interpretations of the Mayan calendar, our final full year. And while I do not believe these radical interpretations of an ancient calendar, as I began to make my annual list of resolutions I kept this thought in the back of my mind, what if this was it? What if this was my final full year … Continue reading Promises, promises
faith
I am but a sparrow
I decided to go to confession this afternoon. Lately, I have felt very in need of this sacrament, but have been coming up with excuses not to go. Some of the same excuses I've been using to miss Mass. Altogether, lame excuses. Deep down I knew what was ahead of me. Once I entered my Father's … Continue reading I am but a sparrow
