The weekend before Christmas our church parish’s Religious Education Department put together a Nativity play to be performed by the second graders. It was after the Vigil Mass. We did not stay. 

I recently finished a book study with my Carmelite community. We read “God, the Joy of my Life,” a biography of St. Teresa of the Andes. We learned that during the canonization process (Vatican officials) reviewed certain parts of her life.

In my freshman year of high school my English teacher handed me three sheets of paper full of little commas that he drew and a note: “Ellen, if you plan on writing anything in the future you will need this because you are literally a run-on sentence.”

People enjoy cheering on a little guy who appears to be holding his own against a bully.

We moved into a new home recently. Everyone who lives in this area is very proactive because it’s a cool place and they wish for it to remain that way. It has been quite the learning curve for us to keep our lot within the bounds of “coolness.”