Notre Dame’s Minor Basilica, the “Basilica of the Sacred Heart,” could be distinguished as such only because it sat atop a Crypt Church: the basement community of Sacred Heart Parish. In its time-softened pews, I fidgeted my way through my ...
Thursday, April 27, 2017
Thursday, April 20, 2017
Zeal for the Lord's House, Egg on my Face
At 2:30 a.m., before the church bells rang, before the shuffle of quiet men—before the day bowed me for the first time, my alarm clock sounded. My window was open, and a chorus of South Carolina’s bugs sang me awake. I rose, splashed ...
Thursday, April 13, 2017
Books, Becoming, and the Devils of Dependency
“That book changed my life.” If my adolescent and young adult years had a motto, this would be it. Friends from those eras know the books after whose mention this tagline would come, and they’d smile and tease me for my predictability.
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