Every Easter brings me back to my teenage years, when I was a leader of my parish’s high school youth group. For several years running, we planned outdoor sunrise Easter Masses to be held on a nearby mountaintop. We baked our own Communion bread ...
Back when I was younger, I would approach Ash Wednesday in spiritual attack mode. Armed with books and an overly ambitious plan, I entered the Lenten ...
It's hard for me to believe, but it was 15 years ago today — on the Feast of St. Francis de Sales, patron saint of journalists — that I launched this blog. ...
O Mary, bright dawn of the new world,
Mother of the living,
to you do we entrust the cause of life.
Look down, O Mother,
upon the vast numbers of babies ...
Chiara, 15, walked into our family room after a socially distanced bike ride with a friend and wisely observed that just a couple of months ago wearing a ...
A little more than five years ago, I stood on land owned by distant DeTurris relatives in Massa Lubrense, Italy, the birthplace of my paternal grandfather, ...
I've decided to launch a podcast. Right now I'm in the testing phase (and learning phase). I only unpacked my microphone this morning, so bear with me as I ...
So, last week I was supposed to be on the Morning Air Show on Relevant Radio. (I used to be a monthly contributor to this wonderful program back in the days ...
For the past two months, I’ve been receiving emails and private messages from folks who read Rejoice and Be Glad, my book of daily reflections for Easter to ...