The Saints were GIANT Sinners
I once saw a statue of Mother Teresa without wrinkles. No lie. It was like the Hollywood actress version of the saint, free of any blemishes or imperfections. It was one of the most bizarre things to witness,… Read More
I once saw a statue of Mother Teresa without wrinkles. No lie. It was like the Hollywood actress version of the saint, free of any blemishes or imperfections. It was one of the most bizarre things to witness,… Read More
Every year in formation, the Franciscans of my province host an event called “Intersession,” a meeting of all levels of formation between the sessions of school for a workshop and time for fellowship (hence intersession and not intercession)…. Read More
One year ago today I posted my first Breaking In The Habit YouTube video. Looking back, it was dreadful: the camera work was shaky, the edits were rough, the music was clichéd, none of the images were properly… Read More
Greenville and Triangle be advised: if you’re hoping to woo the friars on our road trip, you’ve got some stiff competition: Macon, GA was impressive. Known only as “the place where we got a flat tire driving home from… Read More