Jesus is speaking to our human tendency to worry, sometimes ceaselessly, about tomorrow, about yesterday, about the far-off future and the long-dead past. Regrets can nag us from one direction, fear from the other.

We spent last week at Rehoboth Beach, enjoying a beautiful week of cousin craziness

My son spotted the claw machine from a distance away, and I had a feeling he would want to give it a try. It was a hot summer afternoon, and we were hanging out with some of my nieces and nephews. The cousins have been playing “Among Us,” a video game you play in groups. […]

~1~ My neighbor Kathy invited me to take a birthday walk through the neighborhood the other day, and she greeted me with a sangria popsicle. She had filled a bag of gifts and cards for me to open as we walked. We stopped every few minutes for me to open either a card or a […]

Still, your hand reaches for that light switch—again and again—trying to restore light to the darkness,

My mother made me a hot milk sponge cake with Aunt Alice’s chocolate frosting, and she put two pie birds on the top in honor of our pet finches.

A few weeks ago, a jury summons came in the mail.

If someone found your planner on the bus or a stranger glanced at your calendar on the wall or a hacker gained access to your phone’s events, would they see any sign you were a Catholic?

One night this week, our older son went to the double feature at Bengie’s Drive-in Theatre with friends. Since there were just three of us, we decided to go out to dinner.

Some people, it turns out, don’t feel the need to photograph their food before eating it—even if they’re in Italy. And that’s fine.