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.
What did Mary say when the angel asked her to be God's mother?