The nature of true argument is not to destroy the interlocutor. It’s not even to “win,” really. The point of debate and argument in the classical sense it to delve into and arrive at the Truth.

As I’m walking across the parking lot, I sense that something is different, but I can’t put my finger on it.

Something about January puts me in a soup mood. This week I made Italian wedding soup.

Mercy heals. It’s something God offers us and it’s something we should offer to others when we can see that they have given up on themselves.

When I hear snow is coming, I can’t wait to start baking.

I shall try my best to keep up my part of praying for my friends, family and acquaintances … but THANK GOD we have God to handle and keep up with the heavy duty stuff.  

Paul McMullen remembers a 2019 that celebrated his siblings.

In lieu of resolutions, may I suggest we learn a formula: “The more inadequate we feel, the more anxious we will feel, and the more hostile we will behave.”

Maybe 2020 will simply be a year to be open and receptive to how God wants us to experience His love, wherever we are.

I’ve been asked many times if I have inherited their good genes. I don’t know about that. I do know that mom and dad have given me an even more precious inheritance – the gift of life, the gift of faith and the gift of good example.