Jason
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God’s Overeager Helper
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in ReflectionsMy wife is a very helpful person. Sometimes too helpful. We are a great team, and over the years, we’ve done a good job of dividing up responsibilities and taking ownership of our roles. For instance, she manages our calendar, our kids’ extracurricular activities, and our lawn care. I do the meal planning, grocery shopping,…
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Strange…but True?
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Have you heard about St. Denis? There is a legend that after he was beheaded, his body grabbed his head, tucked it under his arm, and walked several miles to the cemetery in which he wanted to be buried. Oh, and along the way, he continued preaching the Gospel and expressed forgiveness of his persecutors. Alrighty then.…
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All Hands On Deck
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in ReflectionsWhen I was a kid (and even sometimes as a young adult), I thought Mass was kind of boring. Boy, was I wrong! Turns out I just didn’t have anybody explain what was really going on. The deeper I dive, the more fascinating Mass becomes. As a layperson, sometimes it feels like we are spectators,…
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Is Your Calling Camouflaged in Weirdness?
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Sometimes the Saints discourage me. It’s not like they’re not doing it on purpose. It’s just that the more I learn about people like St. Francis and St. Thomas Aquinas and St. Teresa of Calcutta, the more I see how far I have to go in my own quest to join their ranks. But then…
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Eyes of a Convert
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in ReflectionsAs a cradle Catholic, I have never not believed in God. But I haven’t always taken my faith seriously, and often take for granted the richness and beauty of the Catholic Church. This is one reason I love converts so much, especially former Protestants. Seeing the Church through their eyes is incredibly uplifting. I am…
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The Fight of Our Lives
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in ReflectionsHow do we make sense of the hateful violence, terror, and chaos we observe all around us? Perhaps reflecting a bit upon fairy tales will help. Star Wars and Harry Potter and The Lord of The Rings are the fairy tales of our age. They resonate with young and old alike, but why? Simple. It’s…
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My Spiritual Therapist
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in ReflectionsI have a torn labrum. A few months ago, I didn’t know what a labrum was. I don’t even know how I tore it. I like to imagine it’s an old injury from my glory days on the varsity baseball team, but it’s probably the pedestrian result of an almost fifty-year-old guy having done something…
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You Are What You Eat
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in Reflections“Dis-moi ce que tu manges, je te dirai ce que tu es.” I took two years of French in high school, but I’d normally have no idea what this means. I know that “tu” is “you,” “je” is “I,” and “moi” is “me.” (Although I probably have Miss Piggy to thank for that last one.)…
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Your Biggest Fan
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in ReflectionsWho is your biggest fan? I’ve been fortunate to have had a few, but it’s hard to imagine one bigger than my Grandma K. She was the kind of person you loved to be around because she always made you feel special. We were all her “precious grandchildren,” as if we were each pearls of…
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You Follow Me
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in ReflectionsIt all happened so fast. One day my wife expressed concern over my son’s sudden insatiable thirst. A week later and we’re in the emergency room receiving the diagnosis that he has Type 1 diabetes. Just like that, I find myself annoyed by the misconceptions that other people have between Types 1 and 2. (No,…