Kelly Thatcher is your basic nobody. She serves on no parish councils, belongs to none of the myriad of designer-chic "Catholic" groups, or any Catholic group, for that matter, other than the Roman Catholic Church. Holding no theology degrees, she has no desire to see herself or any of her sex wearing a clerical collar. She figures Jesus knew what He was doing when He established His Church, and also figures that it’s His Church, not hers, and not yours.
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Merry Christmas
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*And the Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us, and we saw his
glory, the glory as of the Father's only Son, full of grace and t...
Grand Central
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On Christmas Day Grand Central Terminal is not as frenetic as on a work day
but people are still bustling through. Terminals are odd places. People only
co...
Merry Christmas, Everyone!
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I attended a beautiful midnight Mass last night, and a Traditional Latin
Mass, at that! It was awesome to see so many new faces. I think we had
around 400!...
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In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak...
Merry Christmas!
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I am posting my weekly entry a bit earlier than normal this week to make
time for my Christmas Eve and Christmas Day events – I’ll tell you all about
tho...
A Homily for Christmas
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[The Nativity, by Rogier Van der Weyden] All throughout the Advent season, I
have been sharing the reflections of Fr. Alfred Delp, the German Jesuit who
wa...
Proclamation of the Birth of Christ
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Today, the twenty-fifth day of December,
unknown ages from the time when God created the heavens and the earth
and then formed man and woman in his own ima...
Angel Hair
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Christmas came early.
Not very long ago a fellow etsy shop owner contacted me about her daughter
who had lost all her hair at age five due to an autoimmun...
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