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You Come Down from the Stars: A Christmas Eve Remembrance
Growing up on Christmas Eve, my family did what so many Italian families do—what generations before us had done, what the old country had taught us to do without ever needing to write it down or explain it in words that could be forgotten. Yes, there was fish, always fish. Baccalà soaking in its milky…
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They Said…
…and We Say, No More. Originally published: June 7, 2025 They said,“Immigrants are criminals,”and you believed them.So they zip-tied children brown, terrified, sobbing on sidewalks your taxes paved,while you sipped your latte and thanked them for their service.They dragged kids from school buseswith cartoon backpacks and scraped-up knees.You scrolled past the footage called it fake,…
“Refocus Your Gaze”
Originally published: May 21, 2025“For all people who were ignorant of God were foolish by nature; and they were unable from the good things that are seen to know the one who exists.” (Wisdom of Solomon 13:1)There is so much beauty in the world.The blaze of a sunrise.The rhythm of the sea.The miracle of a…
America’s Soul: The Spiritual Crisis Post-Election
After the election, I spent a day weeping, another raging, and then found myself sitting quietly, listening to the cracks in my broken heart. In the depths of that heartbreak, a sobering truth emerged: it didn’t matter who was on the ballot, what their policies were, or even if it had been Jesus himself standing…
“The Day Between” A Holy Saturday Cry
Originally published: April 19, 2025This is the day between.Between nailed fists and risen hands.Between breath stolen and breath restored.Between empire’s cold triumphand love’s defiant return.We live here—in the ache between crucifixionand resurrection.We walk among the tombs.We carry the spices of mourning.We kneel beside graves with no names.And we whisper to God,“How long?”This is Holy Saturday.Where…
