Filled With The Spirit In A Pentecost Liturgy

image1 2

My first Pentecost as a Catholic, and there I was, an altar server. I had also served the week before and had done the reading out of the Acts of the Apostles all the Month of May. The weeks between Easter and Pentecost have always been important to me, primarily during my years as a Pentecostal Pastor. For during the weeks between Easter and Pentecost, I would often Continue reading “Filled With The Spirit In A Pentecost Liturgy”

The Crucifix My Protestant Father Left Me


Today it’s been a month since I had my last real conversation with my father. Two days later, I spoke to him for the last time just before he was rushed into surgery and we shared “I love you’s” and prayed together. A couple Continue reading “The Crucifix My Protestant Father Left Me”

The Mission That Grows in Beauty


I bowed, made the sign of the Cross and sat in the third pew I watched as tourists marched in clanking the door handles, talking loudly and allowing children to run back and forth, showing no reverence for a Continue reading “The Mission That Grows in Beauty”