I'm not busy.
I’m busy. Are you busy? Life is hectic, crazy, full. We all say it, we all think it, we all excuse ourselves because of it. “How are you?”...
On tasting death
The late night car accident on vacation with my family that totaled our trusty van. The moments spent with my grandfather before his...
An Advent of creation
Happy New Year! The first Sunday of Advent marks the beginning of the Church’s calendar. Isn’t that neat? I’ve never been a big fan of...
On following through
I have a problem. Currently, I have nine blog posts sitting in my draft box, begging to be written. I get ideas in the shower, during...
The undocumented life
I have a lot to share with you. I want to tell you about the book I finished this morning and the new one I just started. I want to show...
In defense of Martha.
This post was inspired by this Fr. Mike Schmitz video. And today’s Gospel. Oh, and God. I think I have a soft spot for the underdog. The...
Pope Francis → Jesus
As you may have heard, Pope Francis was in Philadelphia recently. And I happen to live in Philly. Did I see him, you ask? Well, no. Not...
What I learned from a month of carlessness
I just bought a car. And yes, though I am learning to love the suburbs, let me tell you: life here is hard without a car. Those four...
On hard work
On Monday, I painted my bedroom. I figured it was a good way to spend my Labor Day. Aside from some expert advice from my dear roommate...
How to love the suburbs
Disclaimer: This post (like many) is for myself. I'm selfish that way. But maybe, just maybe, it'll help someone out there. Here's...
