As we are bombarded with the unwelcome news, let’s not inhale and hold in its negativity.

Think about the ways you are like your father, whether he is here or in heaven. Consider the good parts you’ve inherited, the ones ingrained in your genes.

My husband says I will never understand what it is like to be the only black person in a room, that I will never understand what it is like when strangers look at him a certain way – he’s absolutely right.

Forget the hair, go back to your family roots.

Easter will not be cancelled, nor shall our hope that everything will be okay.

Suzanna Molino Singleton finds inspiration in the man who championed outreach to Haiti in the Archdiocese of Baltimore.

I like to think God has a good sense of humor. So who says we can’t have fun in church?

The differences in attitude while muddling through emotional heartache or illness are what can make or break us.

I always say, if someone doesn’t believe in God, take him or her to a sunrise, a sunset, the Grand Canyon, Niagara Falls, the mountains or a beach. The pure majesty of such panoramas should infuse faith.

On a recent Sunday, I was able to experience Mass at the Church of the Nativity in Timonium although I was hundreds of miles away in Florida.