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A friend on Facebook started a 30-day gratitude challenge Nov. 1. Every day, she posts something for which she is grateful. She doesn’t repost other people’s landscape photos with fancy fonts. She actually thinks it through and comes up with unique posts reflecting her life and her gratitude style.
It was a tiny, home-sewn apron, made for a child of 3 or 4 that I unpacked from a box of miscellaneous memorabilia in my family home. Judging from the small size, the autumnal pattern, the familiar tiny stitches, and some vague but happy memories, I am guessing that my grandmother handmade this apron for either my sister or me so that we would be dressed appropriately for the joyous fanfare that involved making Thanksgiving dinner at my grandmother’s house. As I recall, this was a multi-day event that involved a crowded small kitchen, homemade pasta, Neapolitan desserts, fruit canned back in the summer and, I suppose, a turkey less enthusiastically included to add an all-American touch to our otherwise Italian feast.
St. Thomas More Cathedral School in Arlington was designated a Purple Star School by the Virginia Department of Education. The designation recognizes schools committed to supporting students and families connected with the military.
A week before it officially opened its doors, Catholic Charities’ Mother of Mercy (MoM) Free Medical Clinic in Woodbridge hosted its first event to help members of the local community amid COVID-19 and the approaching winter.
Like so much during this extraordinary time of pandemic, celebrating the holidays with family and loved ones may take a little extra creativity this year, whether recipients are long-distance, socially distanced or under the same roof.
VATICAN CITY — A delegation representing the National Basketball Players Association, a union representing professional athletes from the NBA, met with Pope Francis and spoke with him about their work in promoting social justice.
VATICAN CITY — While the coronavirus lockdowns and restrictions have interrupted people's lives and brought suffering on a global scale, every individual — including the pope — has or will experience traumatic interruptions in their lives, Pope Francis said in a new book.
Father Horace H. “Tuck” Grinnell, retired pastor of St. Peter Church in Washington, donates a kidney to a stranger in need. br />br />
For most of 2020, many of us have echoed the words of the Psalmist: “How long, O Lord? (Ps 13:2) How long must we endure this pandemic and wear face masks? When can we be freed from the impersonal social distancing norms and greet others again with a hug, a handshake or a kiss? From March until May, Catholics in our diocese weren’t able to attend Mass and many longed to receive the Lord again in the Eucharist. Those who had been daily communicants cried: “How long must I carry sorrow in my soul, grief in my heart day after day?” (Ps 13:3). Our persistent questioning “when?” and “how long?” during the COVID-19 crisis echoes the same expectant waiting and longing of the season of Advent.
In 1858, a small town in southern France was graced by extraordinary events. In February that year, a young girl named Bernadette Soubirous, along with her sister and friend, went to collect bones and wood. Bernadette removed her socks to cross a stream and when she heard the sound of the wind, she looked up toward a grotto. There, she saw a lady dressed in white. She wore a white veil, blue belt and a yellow rose on each foot. Bernadette made the sign of the cross and prayed the rosary with the lady before she disappeared.
