by St. Ann Staff | May 25, 2014 | Sunday Homilies
“On the second day, a sail drew near, nearer, and picked me up at last. It was the devious-cruising Rachel, that in her retracing search after her missing children, only found another orphan.” So ends arguably the greatest of all American novels: Moby-Dick. Perhaps if...
by St. Ann Staff | May 18, 2014 | Sunday Homilies
“In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places. If there were not, would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you?” When choosing scripture passages for the funeral of a loved one, a number of people choose today’s Gospel because of that...
by St. Ann Staff | May 11, 2014 | Sunday Homilies
Mom was never one to give long speeches. Or even short ones for that matter. Just a glance and you knew you were in for it. Or just a look and you know you had done well. You knew without too many words, what was expected of you. And you knew, even when mom (and dad)...
by St. Ann Staff | May 4, 2014 | Sunday Homilies
It was the strangest beginning to a party I had ever experienced. I rang the apartment doorbell and was welcomed by the host. When I walked in, there were about 15 people in the small living room, all staring at a 2 x 3 print on the wall of seemingly unintelligible...
by St. Ann Staff | Apr 27, 2014 | Sunday Homilies
When the day comes, hopefully far in the future that I die, obviously the first person I hope to have a conversation with is Jesus. And I hope I’ll have more to say than just Kyrie Eleison. (Lord have mercy) But after that, one of the first people I would like to have...
