As CC books editor, I get to peruse a lot of books. Too bad I can’t review them all.
As the children make their way out the door, trails of leftover communion bread go with them.
Sartre, de Beauvoir, and Camus have something to say about living authentically.
As I lifted the chalice, the baby began to play soccer under my ribs.
How a blunder in Argentina can teach us today.
At first I found the "little flower" insufferable. Then I read her unedited writing.