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A Stare
Andrew, my four-year-old, loves to come right up to my face and stare into my eyes. It always makes me pause when his little body, his little head, and his little face climb onto my lap to get as close as he can. And yet, his brown eyes probing deep into mine sparks a reaction from the depths of my being. What is it about a son’s desire to look into their father’s eyes? What are they seeking? What are they desiring? And maybe more importantly, what is the father’s response? Being a father has brought many feelings and emotions to the surface. Feelings and emotions that otherwise might not…
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Mt. Pilatus
We had a great time staying the night on top of Mt. Pilatus. (2132 meters (about 7000 ft.) above sea level.)
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Summer at Seven
To approach the day as if the world depended on me to save it. To climb a tree with the intensity of someone on a mission. To ride my bike with a sense of great purpose and determination. And to run from here to there as if I were pursuing the evilest villain alive. Every day was a great adventure. It was an opportunity to live out the saga and storyline that I had imagined in my head. Every day was about being a seven-year-old boy created for something larger than himself. This was my summer at seven years old in Clifton Park, New York. I often fondly remember the…
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Happy Easter
He is Risen! Alleluia! One of the distinct ways we find truth in the Risen Christ is that His Church is alive 2000 years later. Here are just a few of the churches we saw while we spent Easter weekend in Lugano, Switzerland. Happy Easter!!
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The Passion and the WC
We have been living in Switzerland for over a month now and are starting to get more comfortable with our daily activities and our home. Our sea shipment just arrived, so we have been united with our furniture, pictures, and other belongings. We are also settling in with our new Church community. We attend a parish that offers the only English-speaking Mass in Bern, Switzerland. The parish has not had a pastor for the last two years, so the Church community has a different priest to celebrate Mass weekly. All of that to say, for me, this has been a Lenten season void of the Christian community I have been…
