Ask my wife and she’ll tell you that it’s not necessarily in my nature to share — not the remote, not the covers and certainly not my feelings and concerns. […]
There are seven members in our family: me; my beautiful, devout wife; and our five kids. With our 1-year-old sleeping peacefully in her crib, the rest of us take our […]
Scott Warden and his wife face a problem every Sunday: What do to with the squirmy, whiny two year old. There is no right or wrong way to navigate these waters, as every parent and every child is different. How do you handle it?
During the fall our 10-year-old plays football for our parish school. Games are scheduled for 10:30 and 11:30 a.m on Sunday mornings — right in the heart of Mass times. Occasionally he and a smattering of teammates could be found kneeling in the pew at 9 a.m. Mass in cleats and football pants — their helmets and shoulder pads waiting patiently in the car. Yes, there are plenty of Mass options in our area, but it never made sense that a Catholic organization would put something in the way of families attending their preferred church at their preferred time. It seems counterintuitive to the mission of the Church. Apparently I’m not the only one who feels this way.
For me — for most of us, probably — falling in love with Christ and his Church is a process that is full of joy and frustration and, often, a tremendous sense of feeling overwhelmed. This Catholic convert dad finds his conversion at the Easter vigil was just the beginning.