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September 12, 2013

Not long ago, I took a call from a woman who was upset over gum chewing at Mass. Hers was not the first such complaint I have heard over the years. In fact, gum chewing at Mass is one of my pet peeves. Just do a little Googling on the subject and you will be amazed at the number of online articles, blogs, and church bulletins that speak out about the problem. Some of the stories are downright disturbing. Like the time someone found a waxy glob of gum stuck on the side of the hymnal rack with...

August 22, 2013

I like to read before I go to bed. Sometimes my little nightstand becomes a leaning tower with stacks of books piling up from my nightly reads. The book currently at the top of my stack is The Basic Book of the Eucharist by Fr. Lawrence G. Lovasik. This little book came to my attention while rummaging through my bookshelves trying to find something to read. I was only two...

August 2, 2013

The first funeral Mass I attended as a Catholic was for a young woman named Laura who died after a long illness. She was a kind person but was lapsed from her Catholic faith. She didn't hate the Church; she was simply indifferent. Most of those who knew her and prayed for her were confident that had she lived a while longer she would have come back to the Church.

Laura's funeral Mass was beautiful—that is, up until the homily. It was then that things took a turn for the weird. After...

February 20, 2013

I admit it. I’m eBook phobic. Thin metal tablets that can hold hundreds if not thousands of books scare me. It’s not the technology that I find so scary; it's our obsession with it. For most of us, our need to carry around a small library in a container the size of a small book is not so much out of need but just because we can.

No, I’m not a Luddite; I have electronic stuff. I also recognize and...

February 7, 2013

A few months ago at Mass, a couple with their young daughter entered the pew directly in front of my husband and me. Everything was fine until the Confiteor, when the husband turned to wife and proceded to have a conversation with her. Not a few words mind you, but a conversation. This got the little girl's attention, so she stood up on the pew and began to interact with her parents. My first line of defense in situations like this is to close...