Summer Reading

Summer Reading

Holiday reading, and the attendant choices that accompany it, is an art I have never quite mastered. My wife does periodically remind me of how on one holiday, early in our married life, I arrived poolside carrying my flip-flops, my sunglasses, and Jonathan Bardon’s...
I can’t… the only thing I can do!

I can’t… the only thing I can do!

Years ago, I was known by some for sporadic, long, detailed blog posts about miscellaneous issues in the world around us… but a wise spiritual director asked me… who did I think was being changed by these posts? And after a period of reflection, I stopped! In...