Several months ago, while perusing the aisles of Home Goods, I noticed a discreet display of party items for El Dia de los Muertos, the Day of the Dead, observed annually on Nov. 2. If Michael’s can haul out the…
An unlikely treasure of religious devotion found in a family attic
A picture may be worth a thousand words, but occasionally a gasp is a more appropriate response. Such was the case during an evening of sorting through old photos from the attic of my wife’s family home. Her father died…
It takes a village . . . to sing us to heaven
If it takes a village to raise a child, the same is true when life draws to a close and death ushers a loved one into the greater presence of God. Loss, particularly death, is difficult to face apart from the…