Our “morning prayer” sheet requires some editing, I notice. And for that simple blessing, we are grateful indeed.
Author Archives: John Schroeder
The reminders have become painfully frequent—and therefore, nearly impossible to ignore: I think I’ve actually, factually slipped into the ‘old coot’ stage of life.
I’ll give him this: The boy can certainly crunch-and-munch a peach.
It never gets old, hearing someone comment favorably about your son’s preaching.
A good friend gently chided us at the post-Mass coffee klatch this morning. Our offense? Not remembering to wish him well on “his” feast day, the Feast of St. James, Apostle.
It seemed like a great idea: Beat the heat of the day by wandering off first thing in the morning…to pray along one of the wooded paths on the grounds at King’s House.
And it turned out…OK.
Save for one small complication.
Belleville doesn’t seem like a particularly Fertile place to meet folks from rural Washington County, Missouri. But it happens.
I’ve never been so pleased at being told to take my business elsewhere.