by Father Mark Goldasich “So, earning a little extra money on the side?” That comment, made by a recent visitor to my office at The Leaven, puzzled me. Seeing the confused look on my face, he…
Well, it's almost time to hear those magical words that stir my heart: “Hey, Father, did ya notice? Somebody put some money under Baby Jesus!”
How many books would you say are published in the United States each year?
Well, it's time for Preparation-H.
Several months ago I met a couple of good friends and parishioners for dinner at The Legends in Kansas City, Kan.
It's not unusual this time of year to see me wearing a bright red ball cap emblazoned in white with the word “Priest.” Imbedded in the tail of the “T” is a small number “31.”
Sometimes as I'm walking, I wonder if they wonder what I’m doing.
I owe Chiefs' head coach Herm Edwards an apology.
FLOOR GIVES WAY UNDER POLKA DANCERS; SCORES INJURED; BAND PLAYS ON.
Apparently, I'm a slacker.